The curtain crosses over the glass and blocks the sunlight from coming through
But your face was all I needed to keep the world outside subdued
The inside is now golden, panted with warmth, containing the cold
And drifting in-between the cracks of this window’s heavy mold
Inside our world, only a room, but still has become our entity
We drift inside one another, creating beauty endlessly
I’ve dreamt about this life I’m living in lives that have passed me by
The struggles found in nameless temptation have offered me truth I now can find
And in your eyes, the treasure lies, beneath the mask of a disease
We have all contracted the symptoms of wrath, and lust and greed.
Your eyes have offered me the meaning, behind the beating of the sun
And now the color of your energy is bleeding into one.