Entangled within these landscapes
Searching for a way to create solidity
To reject the ghost who chooses to linger
And reset the sun to the edge of the world
We all look for a way to stem the tears
A painting of reminiscence under the hair
A desperate heart looking for an encore
All she wants is to find a foundation
Within her pale skin of yesterday
Yearning and burning in the memory
Watching the last train disappear
Yet she lacks the form to board it
Forever stranded on a one way road
With the only remaining direction being
Forward