Relativity

Silent days covered me.
This sun fell into slumber.
Silent years orbiting.
What becomes of this sleeper?

With the perfect touch of a hand, I was turned to flesh.

The time in between closing and opening your eyes.
The moment that haunts eternally.
My time stands still, it holds back the lingering fear.
Somewhere in between what’s real and unreal.

You’re gonna be yielding and opening your eyes.
The silence will never let you go.
It’s all for your protection, you want to be protected from what’s real.

This stone turned to flesh by the hand of a healer.