Cooling Of The Embers

You put your hand on top of mine you're talking fast but talking blind and I can't bring myself to meet your eyes 'cos death is slowly covering you in galaxies of black and blue and under your skin all his colors bloom And you're only half here like someone left a frail body and took the rest But I remember when you were strong never wanted help from no-one what you've become is not who I remember Is this the cooling of the embers? She's back again through summers past the smell of rain and freshly cut grass seems those ordinary days are the ones that last Cos he was there, the one you loved the one you never could let go of and there's something you know as you're looking up That your only half here like someone left a frail body and stole the rest But I remember when you were strong never wanted help from no-one what you've become is not who I remember Is this the cooling of the embers? is this the cooling of the embers? Cos you are not who I remember it's like you are a child, you are a child, you are a child once more and all of our yesterday's have gone You put your hand on top of mine you're talking fast but talking blind and I can't bring myself to meet your eyes...