City lines shine like the top of your day
the skin upon my sleeve is darkened until grey
and each place I pass is to remind me of too much
promised time is stealing me far from your touch
with every breath to breathe my body falls so weak
questions i long for i wouldn't dare to speak
urging to direct a center of decision
begging myself to refocus this attention
no time is told to be a preconceived truth
trust me with a wish of indescribable youth
