But, Still

Air is still, but still why are we suffering?
I am not one to not hold back
So I’ll just lay here and thinking and thinking
And thinking and
And now the air is moving I see you in the dust
Is that your skin or just a memory
I am invoking all of the powers I have
But there’s not much left
To cry out, to lie awake at night
There isn’t much power left in my dreams
In my dreams, in my dreams
My dreams
And there’s a chill but still
Everything moves around me when I’m frozen
And I ring my hands and I hold my breath
With my hands on my stomach I wish, I wish I had none left
And all of these voices that I hear
Are gone so far away there
And I don’t know where he is
So I can’t say, I can’t say
I can’t say even if I and even if I try
I can’t say, I can’t say
'Cause we’re all, we’re all going to die
It’s alright, I’m sorry
I’m sorry