KCN

I'm not sure what to blame this on, besides the obvious subject.

silence used to be the space that held us
while a candle flickered and died by your head
you waited for me in the dark without a sound
at peace when no words had meaning

now when you close the door on silent memories
i'm the one that's on the outside and broken
darkness creeps steadily over the watch's hands
ticking away second by second into midnight

melting through the glass as time winds down
fighting to move as the air grows close
the red hands push back the deepening quiet
but can never seem to take me back to you

lay the photographs on a kerosene-soaked bed
watch the ashes fall like the rain in june
feel them burn into your hands like sunlight
hear the bells that call you back to life

now the sound of silence where we laughed
is too much to fight the tears from falling
faith and abandonment pull my eyes to your face
and then everything i am comes crashing down

kiss me with cyanide on your lips and let me fade
because my ears are ringing with your songs
your voice bringing the silver bells ever closer
promise me to hold my hand when the second hand

stops