Bry.ght - Detachment

We got tired of beautiful
Painful memories, yet so painful
All that we left behind
To make room for failures
We had to make our own winter
And freeze the water around
To make a pathway out
To leave behind an echo
Where the empty promises and lies
Are the shells and trash
That wither the evergreen trees
And poison the sweetest streams
To finally tell the tale of all the hate
Of a once restless ocean
And a ghostless island
To make a pathway out
To leave behind an echo
Where the empty promises and lies
Are the shells and trash
That wither the evergreen trees
And poison the sweetest streams
Behind, an echo of a struggling love
Behind, an echo of a struggling life