Sleep

The house feels empty when she's asleep, but it's in her dreams that I keep

the broken memories of a time when we both were walking a line

Between the worlds of the living and dead, we were asleep until we went to bed

When there finally was time for something else, we were incapable of being ourselves

And so the years kept rolling by, I kept thinking this is how I will die

Nothing matters, nothing is true, all my time wasted not being with you

And I kept seeing you as you walked past, nothing to say, nothing would last

Are you a memory or a dream? When will we ever take time to be

So when you saw me walking alone, why didn't you stop to say hello

I know you think you don't have time, but have you forgotten you used to be mine