Entropy - Throes of Dawn

We are waiting for the end

Of this abstract reality

The light no longer

Shines from your eyes

And the words that fall

From your mouth

Slowly evaporate

I’m falling through

I’m falling through my mind

I can hear you call my name

Through my descending dreams

And I recall

A world just like this

Where we lay hiding

Beneath a grey steel sky

Holding the entropy

Of those moments passing away

Now that you have gone

To a world where nothing exists

I hold your image

I hold your image

Silence is the language

You speak to me