Cautiously divided you entered the room, wishing to disconnect, I lead you to the waters edge And as cold as it may seem, callus even, we are beyond reproach

Flowers won't fix this my friend, I insisted mildly it's still true,

But you are what you are and this will be what it will be.

But it's ok and all this while I've been dreaming of you in this air conditioned room trapped in the amber of this moment

But we've delayed this too long, Are you coming to me or am I coming for you?

And with your slow burn you appear like the shadow man

And maybe my tone was wrong, but the sentiment remains the same.

And I ask the same question, which leads me, the wild winds still call me