Testo Then There Were Nine

I need your silhouette, to come into focus
the closer i get, the more I feel so hopeless.

I'll hold this mental image and freeze it in my mind. I'll stretch out every second and walk on broken glass.

Like salt to the sea you're now a part of me and I'm going to see this through. This doesn't feel at all like breathing, this is something new.

Everyone's saying, "it's the road you're gonna want to take." But I just can't help myself. I sleep alone. This place is pale and empty. With every breath I take I throw it all away. I've thrown it all away.
I've buried names and faces for twenty years. My mouth has worked harder than my heart. Over and over again I pretend this will be different in the end.