I see no feathers anymore, I have learned to observe and lose, just like a finger tight handhold, my reflection tells it all. When does the time stop and why do we play already? I hear them call me dear once they want, lets just stay here and observe, Once the sun had a companion too.
My tears have dried from all the waiting, I have seen the truth but will it fade eventually? Even we will say goodbye and accept the silence. What will you do when they ask you to tear yourself up? Dont you know I keep track of my friends when its quiet? I have nothing left to promise but hold my hand and let me walk you down.