When you turned your feelings aside, My tears, they stayed still in time. They burned an image that's mine, No time, no place, no rhyme. Burning what's mine. Burning to time. Burning your feelings aside. Amongst the time. Amongst sublime. Amongst the time. Amongst what was mine. When you turned your face in time, My tears, they left the salt aside. They burned a sentence with rhyme, No time, no place, not thine. Burning the rhyme. Burning to time. Burning your feelings aside. Amongst the time. Amongst sublime. Amongst the time. Amongst what was mine. Amongst the time. Amongst sublime. Amongst the time. Amongst one rhyme.
