Lost (August) - The Attic Sleepers

When I was starting to feel the shame

I put a stone on her grave

Pretend that I know she’s not here

A wall of dust that grew in her mind

I’m always …

So far away

I can feel the silence around me

So I’m leaving life through the height

I can hear the crickets are fading out

When all of the stories are told

I return to her grave

To feel it’s not all over yet

No wall of dust that crosses my mind

I’m always …

So far away

I can feel the silence around me

So I’m leaving life through the height

I can hear the crickets are fading out

To wake up in the morning

I’d show her a feeling

Then I’m waiting for a moment that has already passed

Then I’m holding on to something that is already lost

So far away

I can feel the silence around me

So I’m leaving life through the height

I can hear the crickets are fading out

To wake up in the morning

I’d show her a feeling

Then you’d become alive when the moon goes too high

That dust inside the grave it circles around my ears