The smell of roses when we close our eyes

The smell of burning when we keep them shut

The sense of falling when we look around

The sense of dying when we say enough

The sight of nothing

As it stings our eyes

The grains of sand as we hit the wall

Time is fading but we don’t mind

We haven’t got any time at all

The thoughts we lost when we lost ourselves

Weren’t the thoughts we thought we’d care to keep

Just be careful what you’re feeling

Life means nothing when you look too deep