I saw you disintegrate If only I could save Without burning myself on the way Turquoise into grey You always hated the rain Although it could put out all the flames Between angst and peace, implosion and release To leave things incomplete, or buckle up forevermore On a bumpy road, with the headlights on You always kept the aux Seeking for an answer Who can run there faster? Your words can have a meaning Like a room without a ceiling Can you tell me when you chose to lock it away? "Between you and me,” you said to me on the screen A sense of urgency, followed up by a lighter note Like an anecdote, that now I know Was the story arc