Movements Part 2

Remember this moment
Suspended in time:
The first time we walked outside the lines you drew
In the sand
We stopped calling this our home
I thought that you should know
That when I call your name
All I hear is an echo
The space between us will never feel like home
The colors of our fault lines will never turn gold
Rapture our hearts with gold
Rupture our souls with praise
Are we human, are we cancer?
I never meant to impose
All apologies from the bottom of the sea
The space between us will never feel like home
The colors of our fault lines will never turn gold
Not so long ago
When we were ghosts
In our own home