Ancestor

Sent into the fire
...cold
Your skin
Is paper thin

So fleeting it's frightening
The eyes of time
Are lidless
And sleepless

Fixed forever
On the shadow of a memory
You want to go back
You want to return
Time flies, away from us all
Until we're ghosts
And want to return
Here

I'll be broken down
By your side
Wishing better things
For you



Credits
Writer(s): John James Capdevielle, Vincent J Distefano
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