The summer heat Came to me But I wouldn't Kiss your lips Like I used to do When I was at peace At peace with my Whole soul You were as dry As a crumbling wall You were as cold As a still breath Slowing down the beats In my pounding heart Leaving pure air Outside my lungs The winter cold Came to me But I wouldn't Lick your lips Like I used to do When I was at war At war with my Crushed soul You were as pale As a pa**ing ghost You were as far As a moving star Nailing down to earth My highest hopes Spitting poison Inside my lungs He's yet to come And closed the heart Like a fire on which water falls Like a sun whose flame Doesn't heat He lost his eyes In the fire Reaching out In the wind Following Withering eyes Memories opened wide A drawer full of Old stillshots Memories scared A mind full of Dead and empty Thoughts