End of July

The end of July And into august Time stood still Even though I knew the day would come Oh the recovery had just begun I felt my wounds slowly heal By the touch of your soft hands Rejuvenation felt surreal Now I have lost so much progress Even though I know that we’re still real I bottle up my sorrows It’s so hard to say what I feel You know I tried To make you stay But a free bird has to fly Has to fly away But luckily Only Physically For you’re Still here With me Digitaly Oh the connection to the infraworld Is one that I hope we never lose Forever in transmission Ones and zeros that speak the deepest truths You know I’ve tried To not be blind But my mute tongue has to die To speak my mind The end of July And into august Time stood still Even though I knew the day would come