eighty seven

Do you see it the way that I do?
Death like a silence reaching towards you
Everything'a moving but we're still here alone
Counting your breaths like a way to reach you

I'm twirling my ring like a carousel
Clockwork to note all my nervous heartbeats
Dad is a ghost still trying to win the game
Every wall chains me in and I can't tell the difference

This is a new year, or so they say
Do you hear me trying to save you?
Trying to fix it all?

This is a fresh start, or so they claim
These are my tears trying to tear this all apart
A million reasons why you're gone from me
One ill heart that might stop beating

I know it's summer where you are,
I know it's summer where you are,
I know it's summer where you are,
I know its summer where you are.

Catch your life in the palm of your hand,
It might stop running,
It might stop running.