Dustcovered Throats

We spent our days
entirety of our youth
watching facades of ourselves
in the guise of breathless voyagers
nervous anticipation with each departure
for our hopes were built on
a foundation
our hopes were
rested on the shoulders of the unnamed

and as the clock breaks
and the walls peel
you're no longer my favorite song
instead just a lingering whisper
an unfounded rumor

the reconciliation was at a torrid pace
for once, you'll be at my side,
I scattered your appreciation under
the night sky
now my dear, you'll always be near
we'll relieve our youth
in it's entirety
you'll always be here