Follow - The Afterimage

Your jealously will dry these plains Pull up your roots like rotten teeth I’ll

follow you so long, then maybe I’ll be something more

I’ll follow you so long, then maybe I’ll be something more I know I am lost

From the lacerations between the earth, I’ll take in the last of your water And

when not a drop is left, I will fall into your bed of arms and die without

division

I’ll follow you so long, then maybe I’ll be something more.

I know I am lost

These dreams are reoccurring

I know I am lost

(I am lost)

In reverie of your sentiment you drew me out I was hoping that you’d follow

suit until the day that I cease to exist.

Until the day I cease to exist

Until the day that I cease to exist Though your prehistory has dimension

I’ll marvel and I’ll dread how you’re not alive though your prehistory has

dimension

I’ll follow you so long, then maybe I’ll be something more I know I am lost

These dreams are recurring, I know I am lost

(I am lost)