The beauty of the pain of this connection comes again
To remind me I am losing my telepathy
Thought for thought and wordless knowing
Instantaneous and growing
The deep empathic state that we once shared
The bitter truth I'm forced to swallow
As Hamlet's phantom to you I must appear

The world is turning wrong way
I feel this gravity
Pulling you away from me
The world is turning wrong way
Now through dead eyes I see
It's turning you away from me

They will use a blind belief to vindicate obscenity
To justify each misery that you now must endure
Question everything that you see
Promise they give you so freely
Will all hide a much darker truth within
Now the importance of each moment
Is revealed and it's my torment
Time will slow down but will never stop for us

The world is turning wrong way
I feel this gravity
Pulling you away from me
The world is turning wrong way
Now through dead eyes I see
It's turning you away from me

I was eighteen days away
I was eighteen days away
From a moment that was already lost
I just did not know

I was eighteen days away
I was eighteen days away
If I could go back and change one thing
Then I would be there now

You were in my hands
You were in my arms
Arms that were not strong enough to hold on
I didn't understand
The consequences of
The smallest choices
I always believed I would have second chance

The world is turning wrong way
I feel this gravity
Pulling you away from me
The world is turning wrong way
Now through dead eyes I see
It's turning you away from me