Five Mouths

The night creeps through my bones with a winter's chill, sending shivers down my spine

Like cold hands across my skin

Five months have passed and taken with them every sense of warmth

Until my blood ran cold and life stood still

And still I hold my breath, counting the nights I've stood with my heart in hand

And still I hold my breath, counting the nights

Waiting for silence to break me down again

If only you could see

See it in my eyes how much it means

Your touch, Your smile

To a heart that's beat has long since given out and given in

The night opens wide, swallowing every sense

Embracing me with emptiness

The hours have become irritations, and I find myself reduced to life's imitation

How can we truly say that we are alive

When everything I see in me is screaming

How can we truly say that we are alive

When everything I see in me is screaming otherwise?

It's screaming otherwise

Cause five months have passed and taken with them every sense of warmth

Until my blood ran cold and life stood still

The hours have become irritations, and I find myself reduced to life's imitation