it must have been the wind

Scarlet fever, melancholy sunset finding absolution
Red and black across your face as they finally find you
It must have been the wind, it must have been some god above
Making you pay the price
For being kind, for being around

Cold spring water lapping up a vision of the future
Single terrifying apparitions fly above the sea
It must have been the wind, it must have been some god above
Trying to convince
You to abandon everything

Why do i describe
Things from the afterlife
Make friends with your ghost
People i don't know
Beings i can't describe
Sacrifice your scribbled lines
Look at the sunset

Fight or flight response at 7:30 in the morning
Red is blushing, red is blood, red's the color of my fate
It must have been the wind, it must have been this god
In front of me, a blooming skull
In your brain where you used to hide

Eye to eye in every single plane of our existence
Looking down at everything and everyone and you
It must have been the wind, it must have been your face
Bending spots into my vision
Another artifact

Why do i relapse
Into my tangled past
Make enemies still
Fighting my flimsy will
Demons i can't describe
Sacrifice the sacrifice you gave
Look at my battle scars
Wherever you are, whoever you are

Walking slowly down a neighborhood street that used to be ours
Talking future with a house, and a dog and a cat
It must have been the wind
It must have been who you thought you'd been
It must have been the wind
It must have been, it must have been