Slow Motion - Throes of Dawn

And life spins in slow motion

Faded pictures of you

Lie scattered

All over the floor

Sedatives and memories

The daylight left behind

Searing into grey opium dreams

I held the moment

The wordless sequence

Saw the death of reason

The endless Spiral down

Years ago

Through our futile juvenile eyes

We watched

As the days caught fire

The constant noise

Of the burning world

Growing ever

Louder and louder

I held the moment

The wordless sequence

Saw the death of reason

The endless Spiral down

Down (x3)

There’s a place

Where the wounds grow

Beyond the reach of words

Where the dreams lie suspended

In slow motion

Breathing in and out

These pictures come

In violent repetition

Somewhere down

In the immaculate depths

Distorted and false

You come to me

With open arms