Perdidos

It's not going to kill you
If you have nothing to hide
While you stab a knife into my eye

There's something peculiar
About the way that you cry
We speak in cycles all the time

My presence within you
Something you can't deny
Heart and feather won't align

The moment I miss you
I reinvent all the signs
You are the ritual of my life

There will be time for indecisions
Before we say let's try it again
Hollow cries.
Numb and frozen
Dimly sparked dying gem