Sleepwalking - The Crüxshadows

Life detaches

Much less loved

A taste familiar

But watered down

And each day passes

Into the next

Like television

Flickering unseen

I breathe

But I don’t often think about it

Anymore

Its become a habit

Those embers fragment

That fire was

Just a fracture

In the ice

Do you hear me?

Can you hear me?

Do you hear a voice from my side?

Sleepwalking

And poetry

Fills an empty room

With science broken

And confused

And my desire…

Becomes a pacifier

I need to feel

Alive & awake

Do you hear me?

Can you hear me?

Do you hear a voice from my side?

Sleepwalking

Something aging

In the water

In the damage

To my soul

The wishing fire

Is still alive

And I think his heartbeat

Will not die

How can I give

Anymore of my life

Away…

Do you hear me?

Can you hear me?

Do you hear a voice from my side?

Sleepwalking