Some burning truth, not much to do right now Echoing sounds, these voices are way too loud Some off-white hue some empty freezing room Your drawn out breath, that sickly smell of you Follow the clouds put the past into the ground I'd follow your breath to the edge of the world Don't forget that rushing sound Sleep on the couch please dream of me for now They talk too loud but no sound ever comes out A sky so blue I wonder if their stories are even true That look in her eyes reminded me of you