The world comes crashing down, I am the last page
You put on a scarf, and smile quietly
This landscape looks as though it's from an old French movie
I quiet down my breathing, and block my ears
Only the rain was beating down on you
I close my eyes and block my ears, as though I want to try to dissolve into the world
Your shoulder, in an unreliable way, changes to sepia
I ask you why that is, I ask "why do I want to try to dissolve into the world?"
Who is right?
The world has been betrayed, you are the last scene
I quietly warmed you with a scarf
This landscape looks as though it's from an old French movie
Socrates searches for meaning
Only the rain concealed you
I close my eyes and wait for winter, as though I want to try to dissolve into the world
Your shoulder, in an unreliable way, was covered in sepia
I ask you why that is, I ask "why do I want to touch you?"
What is right?
I don't know what the future holds, I'm not seeking the answers
I don't know about you
The future is in your hands, the answers are in your eyes
Right now, I want to dissolve into you