[Lyric] Sharp pain dull memories (70 cm of Your Chest)

Memory folded into the bones
Blended and paled
‘till it’s no more than echo

How dear were those
Summers by the sea
That rawness used
To keep me through the year

I had sand in my book
And a sorrow in my head
I’m still thirsty for that sea
It smells like yearning

Perhaps it’s not the scene
It’s just a sense
Of these endless summers
When we needed no place to go
No goal to set

We loved without anyone to love
Shadows got long
Nothing was left there
Our silence grew
The child was gone
What I used to call the past
I have only dinosaur bones

Stubborn lives
Savage feelings
I find there solitude
And smell of death
And dawn of ghosts
Of which I am one

You’re hopeless
When you have nothing to wait for
You’re hopeless to make ruins feel like home
Before you let go

Fade out

We got sad because
We were too weak or we
Haven’t done enough
Or we loved too hard

And while we’re glorifying
Dreary future we are sorry
That the past was happening
And we didn’t even notice