life,
you helped me become the person I am today.
I'm standing where our world stood still,
between the hope and the what if thrill.
I can't rewind,
I can't defend,
the silence that comes when the future ends.
Every truth we knew turns to static now.
Every vow feels hollow somehow.
When the future ends,
and the lights burn low,
would you turn away?
Or let it show?
When the codes collapse, when the lines descend,
will you still believe in what we meant?
When the future ends.
Inside the radio.
I still hear your voice through the static home,
saying we were
infinite once.
When the world forgets,
when the colors blend,
I'll whisper your name where the echoes bend.
When the future ends,
we'll just begin again.
