Sunday Morning

[maggot]

I dreamt of you again

Dressed in white as bright as the light

From a thousand burning paper boats

I'm floating on the edge of a scream

And when I wake up with wet eyes

It's your ghost I miss the most

Haunt me again

again and again 

I'll walk dark halls

To the very bitter end

Looking for that legendary way out

Into your hallowed hollow hardened heart

I couldn't start breathing

Until I had my beating

Fleeting is so tomorrow

We've just arrived at yesterday

How can I say

It meant nothing

When nothing's what I've left

In life

As well as death