Trace

Music: Alexey Abrosimov Mind in the mist, your veil draws near Stolen heartbeat, skies so clear Hands on the glass, you turn to smoke Out of touch, drifting like a cloak

We wander through the mirrored light Your fire glows just out of sight I give it all, I leave a trace I let the rhythm hold embrace

You don’t read the signs, unraveling blind You don’t feel the air we breathe I don’t think you hear what your silence hides Can’t trace the paths where we weave