Same oxygen and atmosphere convulse around, the ashes fall

During cryptic talks about the year inside my body, holes and holes

The paper tells a different tale

Than the ones you hear, but are you even there?

I'll throw you out of the line

Like you cling on to the past

The call is for remembering, you'll have to trust me in the end

During cryptic scenes and memories inside the story, holes and holes

The pages fell inside the well

Words disappeared, but were they even there?

I'll throw you out of the line

Like you cling on to the past

I borrow time from a while back

I predicted we might crash