ASHEN (OFFICIAL AUDIO)

Описание: #vocaloid #music Verse 1
The Midas touch went wrong and turned the garden into lead
I’m picking up the heavy petals falling on the bed.
You were the match, I was the wick, a reckless little spark
Now I’m just a hollow shape dissolving in the dark.
I’m tracing outlines on the wall where pictures used to hang
The memory of the bitter songs that you and I both sang.
If love is like a forest fire that leaves the valley floor
Then I am just the charcoal soot that’s blowing out the door.
I’m breathing in the particles of things we used to be
A gray and ghostly mountain where there used to be a sea.
The temperature is dropping but I cannot feel the cold
I’m just a story made of dust that’s never being told.

(Hook) Everything is ashen, everything is gray
I’m watching all our colors simply wash themselves away.
A pale imitation of a heart inside my chest
Just a pile of cinders where the fire used to rest.
No more heat, no more light, no more flickering glow
Just the friction full of the charcoal and the snow.
I’m fading out, I’m thinning out, I’m lighter than a breath
In the ashen quiet of a love that met its death.

(Verse 2) I’m painting over memories in shades of slate and bone
Building up a castle out of pumice and of stone.
You’re a smudge upon my vision, you’re a shadow on the floor
I don’t recognize the person standing at the door!
Is it you? Is it me? Is it someone in between?
Everything is muted like a broken movie screen.
I’ll gather up the residue and put it in a jar
A tiny little monument to show me where you are.
I’m stepping through the graveyard of the promises we made
Watching every vibrant hue begin to slip and fade.
It’s a monochromatic world, a velvet kind of gloom
As the ashen winter settles in this hollow little room.
I’m weightless now, I’m aimless now, I’m drifting in the sky
Just a speck of dust that’s caught inside your cold and stony eye
(Bridge)
I’m sweeping up the pieces of the "me" I used to know
But the pile just keeps on growing like a bank of dirty snow.
There’s nothing left to salvage, no, there’s nothing left to save
I’ve turned our bedroom floor into a shallow, dusty grave.
I’m digging through the debris just to find a spark of pain
Because even hurting feels better than this nothing in my brain.
(Vocal becomes distorted/glitchy)
Am I dead? Am I gone? Am I just a smudge of soot?
I’m the dead memory of every "sorry" that you trampled underfoot.
The air is getting thinner...
The gray is getting thicker...
I’m losing my reflection in this ashen, broken mirror

(Hook) Hook) Everything is ashen, everything is gray
I’m watching all our colors simply wash themselves away.
A pale imitation of a heart inside my chest
Just a pile of cinders where the fire used to rest.
No more heat, no more light, no more flickering glow
Just the friction full of the charcoal and the snow.
I’m fading out, I’m thinning out, I’m lighter than a breath
In the ashen quiet of a love that met its death.