(0274) dying introduction of a wasteland

i used to love, and i still remember the way we thought we felt.
i always looked to you, and i'll probably always feel like my time ran away.

if i could have it back, i'd give away my heart... i'd never need it again.
if i could have it back, i'd burn all my possessions and start anew again.

i watched you in the sun. i watched you in the rain. i stumbled through the clouds.
i still keep trying to breathe, but i barely remember how. i barely see inside the sound.

i'm looking for the things i need. i'm looking for the reasons why.
i'm biting off the hand that feeds because i feel you on the other side.

the wait is over, but the weight brings me down.
i'm walking past the middle of your old and dying town.

i need your innocence. i needed your regret.
i'm running past the sense of my distant intent.

i bleed my life because it's all that i'm not.
can't we ignore this heart and just let it rot?

sunday's reminder was a baby in a cart.
i really want it finished, but i don't want to start.