Steeples of the Reaper - VELVETEARS

Stranger will you leave by the morning?

You laying in place of tomorrows version of you

Overthinking my breathing and the last time I lost it

I thought I found god but it was just a dark hue

Now I indulge any form of touch warm and leaves me colder than I knew

A string of conversations over wine in a small room

You know we’d save them if we could but we don’t have to

People trying to just be people

Looks a lot like Steeples of the Reaper

I don’t want the sequels, this is too deceitful

Wonder if ill meet you whre the light seeps through

Wonder if you’r waitin'

Or am I the one who’s waiting for you?

Doctor, can I leave by the evening?

I’m laying in place of tomorrow’s version of me

Overthinking my stability

And the last time I lost it

It’s there on your paper, written in black and blue