Now we\'re wasted and the sky is dark
You\'re driving alone in your car
Trying to sleep but you\'re plagued with habits
Taking photos but you can\'t escape the flash
Our blood is rare, precious like diamonds
You finish your drink and escape into the night
Impenetrable conversations seeping through
The odyssey of shadows raising Hell
No one could have known the gold we would find
In heaps of thoughts, envisioned futures
In dreams of scattered light remembering the stillness
Of bodies talking indifferently.