They have not gone away,
They are all here to stay.
The pictures on the wall are hard to see,
When I’m high up here looking down on me.
They’re closing in,
For the kill.
Break down all wrong that shows itself,
when we can’t hold what does exist.
And I will never cross the lane that,
harbours those who can’t let in.
Lifeless shadows, they crave to feel,
Closer they crawl to those who breathe.
Finding chance in inability,
Seeking refuge and tranquillity.