When Will the Water Stop

<sub>When you dove,
Drunk with sleep in your eyes
You stole what was left of the sky,
I remember how you freed your hair,
Hung your head in a forgotten stare
And I thought...and I thought...

When will the water stop,
will it pour all day?
I know that you can't say.
Turning to fall out of our lives,
Spinning pictures:
blue screams and red kisses.
You sank into yourself and I got lost
Somewhere in between.
When will the water stop,
will it pour all day?
when will the water stop?
I know that you can't stay.
She is washed up on his shore,
There's no time to get into his life.</sub>

A depiction of how I'm feeling at the moment. It was hard to complete because I couldn't find the right stock, but I'm pretty happy with it. I may edit it, but I'm not sure yet.

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