I hold the videophone up overlap with the true life just to see u in real time
Backlit in the dayglow flat panel bisected 2 a pair of equal lines
Stumbling from the cold i let my mind run off with u shattering the neon seam
And trace a long crescent arc down the curvature of ur spine like we were in the ghost of some dream
Theres a flame and its caught sight of everything burning and burning and never lost on me
I heard a sound and i thought 'well thats the same as b4' like an echo returning and never lost on u
And every movement u made lives again out there in the chaos i know u gave as good as u got
And one mote of the dust that constituted my person is coming 4 u ready or not
Each particle of the light that came and bounced off ur body moved away 4ever changed
Gathered here in the corners a constellation of colours irreversibly sustained
Theres a flame and its caught sight of everything burning and burning and never lost on me
I heard a sound and i thought 'well thats the same as b4' like an echo returning and never lost on u
Theres a flame and its caught sight of everything burning and burning and never lost on me
I heard a sound and i thought 'well thats the same as b4' like an echo returning and never lost on u