the soil you left 
the ground you step 
reading your ways 
with my fingers 
like a blind man 
on a braille map 
seeking treasure 
seeking treasure 
the ceiling movie 
your sleeping shape 
lying next to me 
your body engraved 
on the blank sheet 
it becomes real 
as long as i stay still 
as long as i stay still 
and i'll follow your trail 
anywhere 
anywhere it leads me 
and i cherish the scent 
all the signs 
all the scars you left behind 
dark eyelash 
and running water 
i kneel down in awe 
try to solve your mystery 
read the answer 
in a piece of you 
in a piece of you 
the mess you left 
the soul you step 
you're gone for real