Pretty Things - She Was Tall, She Was High lyrics

How can it be

That someone you love

Is a memory

In the time it takes to breathe

Time is a thief

Time is made of iron

From here it seems

The gentle moments seem extreme

When the sun is in my eyes

IFeel like there is all this good time

When the light has left this place

When will time take you away

When will all this fade

What is love?

What is meaning?

Where are the promises?

How can I stop this from feeling faded?