A figure - a suit, the shade volcanic Outer husk covered in ashes Cotton dressed of red molten chrysalis Clad for a dance they cannot share And she is there, waiting This constant temporary As he yearns, aching This constant temporary Crippled by the lives forever stuck in this place Yet here we are (here you are, here am I) Will you be on your way soon? I have always been your life - and you never knew Their eyes communicate an endless love Their hearts a melting magma pooling of shame Their hands held by fait wishes made of string They are everything, they are nothing Standing by the clear, black water The love heaves with what she cannot have The beach where the strings have come to fray The love heaves with what she cannot have To be alive with you Unable to stand in the place that breaks your bones Their eyes communicate an endless love Their hearts a melting magma pooling of shame Their hands held by fait wishes made of string They are everything, they are nothing