the soil you left
the ground you step
reading your ways
with my fingers
like a blind man
on a braille map
seeking treasure
seeking treasure
the ceiling movie
your sleeping shape
lying next to me
your body engraved
on the blank sheet
it becomes real
as long as i stay still
as long as i stay still
and i'll follow your trail
anywhere
anywhere it leads me
and i cherish the scent
all the signs
all the scars you left behind
dark eyelash
and running water
i kneel down in awe
try to solve your mystery
read the answer
in a piece of you
in a piece of you
the mess you left
the soul you step
you're gone for real
