infinite regress

What can we imagine at all?

Where we go after life

And how far I fall

The endless cycle of it all

What's left of what I have

Not suspicion or compassion

What's left of what I see

It’s not a sign, nor a lie

Buts what's a sign, without some lies?

It’s up to truth, but what's for you?

Buts what's a sign, without some lies?

It’s up to truth, but what's for you?

No escape, no escape, comfort me, we’ll all be felt

Won’t the things I love to death transfigure time itself?

No escape, no escape, comfort me, time is all we have

Sometimes I wish to say goodbye, but I know my time can’t feel me cry

Feel me cry, wipe my eyes, hold me tight, it’s my time

Feel me cry, wipe my eyes, hold me tight, it’s my time

Won’t the things I love to death transfigure time itself?

Feel me cry, wipe my eyes, hold me tight, it’s my time

Sometimes I wish to say goodbye, but I know my time can’t feel me cry

Feel me cry, wipe my eyes, hold me tight, it’s my time