I saw a picture of you Looking at a picture of me Time fades slow so i think so ridiculously I saw remnants of them Underneath breathing us Waving out post-consciously their thoughts are all dust Left in the materials that their minds made and left behind Buried by the weather for the future to dig up and find Your mind I saw a picture of me Looking through pictures of you Before you were gone I knew exactly what to do But they're still asleep on my sleeve Won't wake up and leave I guess I'll take them with me to see everything I see Twisted urges that I carry and tuck-underneath It's all connected to something hiding beneath your feet