Last time we met your eyes belonged to someone else

Dressed in peacefulness, superimposed finality

Standing in front of me, hardly recognizable

Now explaining the vague feeling that I have carried within

Symptoms subsided or rampantly in command?

Just when we saw the gates opening - tell me who was that with?

There is something talking through you

Unshaken

There is something flowing through you

Misshapen

Sunken, drifting, taken away

The undercurrent never lets you stay

Do you believe in miracles or overnight cures?

Don't you really recognise the signs anymore?

There is something talking through you

Unshaken

There is something flowing through you

Misshapen

Sunken, drifting, taken away

The undercurrent never lets you stay

Forever shifting