I look down to the valley
To see where I belong.
There’s nothing there but charletons,
Wickedness, and scum.
I try to find a reason
To make myself breath,
But all I feel is emptiness
From an eternity of greed.

There’s roses in the river
They float along with ease.
Like the sweetness of the summer
Caged in disbelief.
There’s a movement to the buildings.
There’s a stillness to the trees.
If I wait forever
Will you come to me?

Why can’t I belong to you
Like you had once belonged?
I could be your accident
For you I could be wrong.
Why can’t I bask in your heart,
Like memories in wine.
Your faintest thought about me
Would bring me back to life.

The smell of the incense
Brings me back to this day.
The people all surround me,
But they have nothing to say.
I look for you in the crowd
But I can’t even find myself.
I hear those sticks shake in the dark
To them I am compelled.

Give me my good fortune
Spare me from myself.
Could you learn to hold the hand
Of a broken hermit’s shell?
The names lining the walls
Start to look the same.
Would it matter if I found myself
If I couldn’t find you again?

Why can’t I belong to you
Like you had once belonged?
I could be your accident
For you I could be wrong.
Why can’t I bask in your heart,
Like memories in wine.
Your faintest thought about me
Would bring me back to life.

As the bells grow louder
And my lips go numb
I find despair in the notion
Of what I’ve become.
If all I ever find of you
Is a handful of ash
Then can I ever get away
From what I never had?

Why can’t I belong to you
Like you had once belonged?
I could be your accident
For you I could be wrong.
Why can’t I bask in your heart,
Like memories in wine.
Your faintest thought about me
Would bring me back to life.
I’ll find you heart encased in glass
Though your face I cannot see.
The thought of you is beautiful.
More than I could need.
I’ll let you take your place in time.
I’ll let you float away.
It’s better to be a dream in life,
Then to watch that dream fade.