[Lyric] Sandbox (Earlyface)

All the things to hold on
Collapsed into implosions
Pushing in what's gone
Cerebrals last erosion

Ringing telephone, jostling its tone
Seems to be ringing so clearly, I pickup and answer dearly
Now I've said "hello" but there's just echos
Swishing whirling wind the window ushers in
Calling me to point them out dirigibles amongst the clouds
Ringing echoed hymns of jumping sentiment