The Spiral - Down The red cloth falls and the words begin to levitate The end of the illusion leaves behind a severed string Descending with the air of a aborted obstacle So I seek the task which I fear will haunt me most Caught in a web and struggling to escape discredited I see that you’re ascending into the past, a ghost Though here the lyric of my unconditional sentiment idles I see the strain of a undesirable path at hand To take a breath and to try to not hold it in It hurts more than a conscious lobotomy To deviate the flower that I had held so close to me And while it flourishes I am withering The only way to preserve the memory Is to destroy the only that thing had meant everything But not before sending grace Could my apathy begin to resonate (As the petals fall underneath my feet I hear them all crumbling And am left wondering Can anyone see the stiff remains drifting towards - The nucleus of a burnt out star? And as for our hearts that we had to tear apart I remove the pages from their seems The destiny that I had not foreseen One’s thawed and one’s frozen One has healed and one has broken Let me see you smile you wild animal As you start to float into the bluest sky Wear your dress and run with it fluttering But just don’t look behind) Because now the red cloth falls and a voice begins to deteriorate The end of the illusion leaves behind a severed string Descending with the air of a aborted obstacle As I struggle to forget, I recall the eight letter lie That had set up the flame to ignite this weird divide And had changed my life Though there the lyric of my unconditional philia idles I see the strain of a undesirable end at hand To take a breath and to try to not hold it in