Pulses -

This feels so familiar

Have I met you here before?

I think we see eye to eye on conversing where we lost ourselves slowly

We’ve found our place of desperate silence in the sound of clockwork counting

our loud pulses

Mine’s gone

It’s hard to see how I could be the one keeping you here lately

I’ve dreamed your dreams

I’ve wished death on my well-being, then woke to a calling

We’ve found our place of desperate silence in the sound of clockwork counting

our loud pulses

Mine’s gone

We’ve found our place of desperate silence in the ground

Let clockwork run its course counting breaths

We’ve found our place of desperate silence in the sound of clockwork counting

our loud pulses