What for?

I walked through mirrors made of rain Reflections cracked, then spoke my name Your voice was fog beneath my skin A whisper where my thoughts begin (Haaa... Hmmm...) You said “it’s not the end, just more” But silence begs... what for? What for, if the stars forget to burn? What for, if the clocks refuse to turn? What for, if the shadows never leave? If I still ache, but never grieve (Ooooh... hooo...) [BARYTONE, QUIET close-mic] I traced your ghost in freezing light Each step a blur between the nights Your breath still lingers in the door But you don't live here anymore (Hooo... haaa...) You said “there’s nothing left to store” I still scream out... what for? What for, if the dreams all taste the same? What for, if the morning won’t reclaim? What for, if I sleep with open eyes? Beneath a thousand alibis (Hmmm... hmmm...) All the echoes we became Written backwards in the rain I reach for you, you blur again And I forget your... What for, if the end just circles back? What for, if the colours all turn black? What for, if I wake but feel no more... Tell me now... Tell me now... What for? (Haaa... hooo... hmmm...)