Octavia

I'm vacuum breathing and open mouthed as the red
Shift fills my eyes
Oh, Minister, my promises as her shadow cuts the day
Away.

I remember you as you walked into that room

Dislocated jagged pieces are sliding into this broken mind
I'm swimming back against the river
But I'm rising with the tide

Where we come from, we're all going back there soon

How many times have we met this way
How many lives have we lived before
How many faces and how many names
Shadows come but shadows are gone
Shadows come but shadows are gone