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