All eyes watch from above
Perched upon thoughts that were lost.
Glass strings suspending our
Broken minds that are only losing touch.

Can’t find your thread
Slipping through my fingertips.

Waiting for a spark to strike
Watered down by electric cures.
Chiming clocks raise alarm
We missed the chance
By drinking up all of our guilt.

Can’t find the threads
Slipping through my fingers.

Can’t find the thread
It drifts beyond my grasp.

Caught between the seams,
Caught between the seams.

Looked away, closed my eyes
To catch a glimpse.
Turned a cheek on these memories
Now I can’t fall asleep.

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