A Eulogy for Those Still Here

I offered you my wings (I offered you my wings)
In hopes you would take flight (in hopes you would take flight)
Salvaging the skin of open armsGrieving though you haven′t left my side

Deception will eclipse our sinking sun
Likening our form to silhouettes
While the light between us dims

Praying I could pull you out of hell
Though you grew dependent on it's warmth
As you gathered bones from helping hands
In search of sedation, salvation, sacrificed
Replaced by the breath of strangled throats

I offered you my wings (I offered you my wings)
In hopes you would take flight (in hopes you would take flight)
Salvaging the skin of open arms
Grieving though you haven′t left my side

A mutual disease in different forms
Nourishing the need to escape
From the curse of consciousness
Imprisoned by fixation, I understand your pain
Surrendering to my own source of slow death
Praying I could pull you out of hell

(A eulogy for those still here)
(A eulogy for those still here)

Grieving though you haven't left my side (praying I could pull you out of hell)
Knowing that one day you'll disappear (though you grew dependent on it′s warmth)

Grieving (grieving though you haven′t left my side)
Knowing (knowing that one day you'll disappear)
Grieving (grieving though you haven′t left my side)
As I write a eulogy for those still here

(A eulogy for those still here)
(A eulogy for those still here)