You've
been here before,
you can feel this city breathe
You recognize the wind
as it filters through the trees
You think you know this place,
but you cannot sound its name
You're at a loss,
but somehow in a graceful state
If you could repeat the days
before the siege
Then you'd never know the ones
who made you feel complete
Still you forget them now,
just hazy shadows in this hour
It's hard to see in your graceful state
In the mirror you comb your hair
Because it's something you know is there
And if they start to worry,
you say, look at me,
I'm still in my graceful state
The fizzle goes so slow,
like a star becomes a stone
Some days you feel loved,
others alone
You're constantly aware
of a new chill in the air
Still you look warm in your
graceful state
But as all these faces fade
There's one you can't misplace
You plead,
don't let her go away
Please, don't let her go away
Promise that she will remain
Just this one last day
In the mirror, you comb your hair
Because there's something
you know is there
And if they start to worry,
you say, look at me
Still in my graceful state
You