For What Is Now Lost

It felt like any soul I'd ever had was diminishing to cinders
And out of those cinders came a helpless, feeble, aching man
The blocks of my heard were now coated with the colour of the sea
And the apartment inside was empty
As I gaze around, all I see is all I can see:
Where else could I be?
There's no opportunity on these streets to not be the onliest
The fire in my hearth had waned
The winter drew nearer to spring
I thought I'd found a kindred spirit but I knew not a thing
The race was on and you'd ceased making tracks weeks ago
These seasons lay burning behind me
I wish I had no converged with you
For maybe I'd hold conviction in love
The smoke and the flames ascended through all the skylights
And dissipated with each thing I had ever held close to me
I shed every tear that my anatomy contained
For these things I will die for
I will never be saved