existing, you.
missing the missing through others' eyes
and piecing the pieces in others' minds
linking the distant us in a distance, i'm looking for you
tearing the pages of looking back
weaving the thin threads of a clouded mind
enduring the pursue for the distant wish, i'm finding you
a running mad hatter on forbidden tracks
after the fading scent of missing you
like a butterfly that has never landed, i'm chasing you
into the abyss of forgotten souls
trying to fill my non-existing heart
losing the strength and hope of holding on, i'm letting you go
the round crescent and the autumn snow
finiting the never ending timelessness,
now i'm wanting your existence and so i'm dreaming of you
