We were fixed; paralyzed In a dull ray of light Through a dream In a hazy shade of blue And I need your point of view Dust settles down Drifting out like a sound Made from all the things we pushed far down Into the depths of ourselves Like a love that can never be found Or a message you'll never delete Where we spent all our days while caught and afraid In a web we too tightly weaved Rivers of spite Flooded rooms in my mind Feeling low While the levels quickly rise Redefined our coastal lines Shatter the shape Plans and patterns you made In the darkened corners of the room Converted to a tomb