I was looking everywhere for the sunlight of your hair.
No light is found, just an empty head.
It hits me everywhere; I hate your fucking ponytail.
You lost your ground; you may have just lost your head.
I was walking everywhere pulling my hair just to let go.
I was running down the stairs, there’s something about me she will never know.
He was now reborn to take her home.
She spent years alone a longing bird.
After million years of living he recalls, she recalls.
It’s their time amongst the living… dead.