Oblivion from Cracked by Foxxes

(Burn yourself...At both ends
Conclude and then...Start again)

Heat Seeking missile, air to ground
I hope I’m never found
Buried beneath the broken ground
Symphonic sound will drown

We made no righteous claims
Resigned ourselves to suffering
To wandering in the dark
I’ll hold your hand in mine
Break down concepts of space and time
We’re bound in oblivion

(Roots come loose...Faults will slip
Dead space downs...Dreams dissolve)

The faded energy of youth
Sinks down as comfort kills
I’m apathetic to your truth
And all your tattered thrills

We made no righteous claims
Resigned ourselves to suffering
To wandering in the dark
I’ll hold your hand in mine
Break down concepts of space and time
We’re bound in oblivion

Top to bottom...Into the folds
There are letters...Penned in a script of gold
Top to bottom...Into the folds
There are memories...Forgotten in the cold

THERE ARE MEMORIES SLOWLY DYING IN THE COLD...

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