Reckoning Plan

I wake up, middle of the night

you talked to me, but I don't know

Wamed me about the state i'm in

felling high and felling low

I don't know who these hands

are anymore and it makes me sad

Telling the tide turn my soul

into nothing more on a night so cold

The truth is, that I do

The truth is, I still love you

All I see is black and white

buried deep beneath my bones

When I awoke, you were gone

boarded up at the funeral home

Thinking about where I stand

in this life, a reckoning plan

Dream about the days of old

where memories are the same as gold

The truth is that i do

The truth is I still love you

The truth is, that i do

The truth is, I still love you