Wake me up, it’s not too late
Holding onto memories
But your scent escapes me
Time slipping

Hair through hands
Shards of younger me fleeing
Wake me up, it’s not too late
Fleeing

Slowly we collide
Heavy skies tonight

Mumble into my ear
Your words floating endlessly
This weightless warmth, silhouettes evading
Remembering
Stills of younger you, fleeing
Wake me up, it’s not too late
Fleeing

Slowly we collide
Heavy skies tonight

Fleeing slowly
Fleeing softly
Fleeing gently
Fleeing