Void

I don’t want you to go

Under the city’s neon sheen
Your eyes turn from blue to green

We live outside of time
Where the lights are white
We live outside this space
Where all there is, is the sheen of your eyes. All these lives
All these hopes
All these fears;
So distant, yet so near, I disappear

I don’t want you to go

Under the city’s neon sheen
Your eyes turn from blue to green