Grief Prelude - Emika, Prague Metropolitan Orchestra, Paul Batson

I, I woke to find you gone

Breathless, I froze

Life, particles of silk

Breathless, enclosed

On either side, wasted and high

Unable to refuse, this day I did not choose

Hoping, holding nothing, but the memories of you

Silence

This is the silence of disbelief

It’s hard to get used to, I wait for your voice to

Shatter this illusion

I, I woke to find you gone

Oh, and this silence, a wall

Searching, I fall, deeper unknown

Darkness all around, dying in the shadows

I want to be with you

I, I woke to find you gone

Breathless