In a state of hollow sleep Her voice enters my mind And fragments of a place Indistinct, yet so real Beneath your skin I've still been breathing Because you cannot let me go Last traces of another being Not as the ghost that you are now All these moments, lost in time Remnants from a distant past A rising sense of their veracity And what this means to me Hidden within and lingering For all the centuries gone by Now open up to this unraveling It tells the tale of what you are