[Verse] Sweet as forgetting When time bends under your tongue In the hours of unrepentance I remember when we were young The way we clung [Chorus] The potentials whispering through Silent screams Entangled in orbits drawn by Dreams that flew All we knew Conscious constellations convene, a choir sings of what we might have been. Aches of unfinished symphonies unfold, our bodies bend through time’s trembling hold. Reactions from restless rhythms— we drift into the disordered dance. In a universe carved from visceral visions, death by disregarded chance, a longing’s lance. Sweet as forgetting, when time bends under your tongue.
