revolving doors swing slowly
pouring figment ligaments to the ground
happy neighborhood welcoming baskets
unraveling faster with furious complexions
felt like laying next to her side
gonna forget their lives
eyes can't see these
ears can't hear these
hands can't feel these
there's no use in talking about it
we are everything
there is nothing
filling in space between empty sky
high chairs strip faint colored paint in heavy rain
dripping minds that claim to be alive
learn the words through constant repetition of the animals
skin we have been in many times before
felt like looking into her eyes
gonna forget her life
eyes can't see these
ears can't hear these
hands can't feel these
there's no use in talking about it
we are everything
there is nothing
filling in space between empty sky
it's all meaningless
and we're okay with this
trade in for harmless bliss