This was your song
Long before you were gone
The words still fight not to come my way
The emptiest space
The memory of your face
An after image, out of phase
Old soul
The future's never ours to know
I walk in circles now, I'm singing to a ghost
With eyes closed
Old soul
It's suddenly a colder world
From which I retrace
Connections made and games played
Wide-eyed, I never was that wise
And home's not a place
It's a knowing look, a fourth wall break
Gift of a new world through your eyes
Old soul
Once open, doors forever closed
Precious cargo in a box of brittle bones
A cruel blow
Old soul
Severed from the fold
The future's never ours to know
I walk in circles, now I'm singing to your ghost
With eyes closed
Old soul
It's suddenly a colder world
