Look outside while our hearts are melting inside.

Galactic glaciers gleams on the retina of hopeful sights.
Arrested points frozen under the growing cells.
Blocked and stocked in memories as I feel the milky blood
runs down the silver chrome of a leak'n faucet.
As neon lights glimmer on the sidewalk of concrete hill,
residing beside the willow tree waiting on northern sea.
Sinking down the porcelain checkered floor, fell to the well.
Then as I grab her hand all demise dwindle down to the swelling mud.
Brute mind relaxes to the hidden dream behind the doors, closed up in the closet.