Inches away but miles apart inside 

These feelings I’ve tried so hard to hide

You’re the pink sky in the morning

Foretelling my doom in such artistic design

So brilliant vivid and bright 

Blinding my eyes 

To the imminent end of my days 

My lips still trembling the sounds of your name

Hailing you with my last breath 

Even aboard this sinking ship, we call our life

Trading the captain’s call for the siren’s song

And an ice heart to drain the warmth from our hearts