This Rotting Vessel Appears - Gillian Carter

There’s a hole deep in my heart where happiness used to be

It cradles my hand and tells me I’m dead

Out of the clouds

The moon came into view

Becoming more clear

This rotting vessel appears

There is a time when the sun will fade away

There is a time when the sun will burn away

Death, I am

Death, I am the sun

Trying to capture the day turning cold

Trying to bear some piece of mind

Trying to capture that moment in time

Trying to capture some piece of mind