I wish these were liquid walls...
Ones I could see through...
Standing on the other side...
Wish you could see me too...
And stretch out your hands...
Like I have...
Standing here for years...
Wishing that these liquid walls would flow away...
And disappear...as they take upon a golden hue...
Wish these were liquid walls...
Ones in which I could dissolve my restless mind...
Plunge my head...
And shut out the noise...
Plunge my head and find...
Times...
Lost...never found and never meant to be...
Times together four eyes used to see...
Wish these were liquid walls...
Ones that don't separate...
But fade away and drown...
All things old and new...
