Vintage Lies

They weren't particularly clever, the words you laid before me

My Immortal Stranger

Have you ever thought anything was written for you?

In the wake of the cerulean sky...

I had a dream last night...

In the aftermath of silence, I still seek your name...

Lured by the devil moon's promise, we are reeled in

Invisibility cloaks cover you and I...

as black and white bled together, what I thought I knew came undone...

Lost in the depths of deja-vu
I can’t see them
and I can’t see you...

Buried deep in my soul, etched in my brain
images linger, driving me insane
they ebb and they flow, like tides of the sea...