Lyrics Photographs - Spiral

Photographs

I know her from photographs,
videos, journal entries,
the dead speak through
objects left behind.
Memories stored
from a life that I
would like to know.
Every thought, moment,
locked in a cascade of data.
I know everything about her
But she doesn’t know me
The impact is near.
Death is here.
I stare into the abyss.
The ship breaks apart.
Will the end hurt?
The door is closed.
I don’t want to die.
Is this the end?
I wish I could see her again.
I don’t have time.
I think of her.
My world explodes
in a flash of fiery red.
Her life scattered
on the hard drive.
Photographs, journals,
status updates
Images are
my only connection
to a woman
that once held me.
Words of the past
are my only future.