Ghosted

The aftertouch, as softly as it lived became frozen ash

The static feeds embrace the retinal corridor

We're passed the point of explanation, delineation

The barricade won't keep me away again.

It's turning dark, the landscape paints its innocence

Fullfilled at last just gliding past sincerity

Tell me again why you can't shake the memory

Tell me what you discern from this emptiness

CHORUS:

Soft to touch, but hard to please

You pass through me just like a breeze

Strange enough to call it true

It's clear at last, I've fallen through

Fluorescent dreams, thinking of you constantly

The thought of you, effervescent but omnipresent

Tell me this time what you have found, what you've prepared

Tell me what you discern from this ghost affair

CHORUS x 2:

Soft to touch, but hard to please

You pass through me just like a breeze

Strange enough to call it true

It's clear at last, I've fallen through