its thrown to me in uncertainty as things go out of sync ive thrown my quilted memory and lose my will to think i lost my frozen time with you but could never displace the link with all this broken history we're still below the brink while losing all this slipping fear of time when you may leave i hold to me a pictured face and throw a heart from my sleeve your crystaline figure distorts as the mirror begins to greive the shattered beuaty weeps your name and your love is my wish to acheive Your gone from within me as a shell i clot but prospect frees me pure as suicide lost the plot