i can imagine you 
spreading your wings out in the snow 
and as the morphine drips 
the scenery shifts 
to somewhere i've never known 
thinking this could be real 
that maybe my dreaming wasn't in vain 
but as i approach your side 
our words collide 
you're fading 
you fade away 
and it feels 
like it's closer every year 
and it feels 
like all the torture you've survived 
on heaven and earth 
was contrived 
a failure 
but still life, or stillbirth 
i'm yours to take apart 
i can imagine you 
spreading your wings out in the snow 
and as the morphine drips 
you move your lips 
the meaning lost in code 
and somewhere in the night 
your chemicals ignite 
you've waited all this time 
you've wasted all my time 
and it feels 
like i'm closer every year