Evelyn
The colours you were painted in are fading.
Evelyn
The letters you were written in are fading.
Evelyn
The images corroded thin and faded. Evelyn
Slipping on an ice so thin and faded.
Although I know I'm free again.
I know it's something to hide.
You say there's nothing beyond the trees.
And I know it's a lie.
Hi Evelyn.
Construct of my imagination.
Evelyn.
The product of a life spent waiting.
E. V. E. L. Y. N.
The colours you were painted in are fading.
Evelyn
The letters you were written in are fading.
Evelyn
The images corroded thin and faded. Evelyn
Slipping on an ice so thin and faded.
Although I know I'm free again.
I know it's something to hide.
You say there's nothing beyond the trees.
And I know it's a lie.
Hi Evelyn.
Construct of my imagination.
Evelyn.
The product of a life spent waiting.
E. V. E. L. Y. N.