Anachronism (Crystal Skies Remix) - Crywolf
Your ghosts are real
I feel them in my lungs
Breath them in and out as I
Breath you in and out as I'm
Resting on your bones
Bowing to your throne
Burried just below
Screaming out with concrete sounds I'm losing all control
And I could be the fire inside of your collapsing home
I could be the storm that tears down
Everything you hold
You were just a breeze upon my face
All of my regrets had gone away
It was nothing more nothing more than you