sounds of silence we never knew would be so painful

it's paranoia. every snapped branch. every winter's wind whisper. it's all coming for me. i'm following your trail and every landmark you set is out to get me. and take me nowhere. i'll be closer when i finally rest. but i'll still never see you. never find anything in you. more of that organized chaos that sends me to savagery. that pulls my lungs deeper than CO puffs in dense humid air. can you read what it means? you know it's you? you probably think it's her. but you wish it wasn't. i wish you knew how much it isn't. see i set you signals too. i just flash a bird's eye view and i see us walking miles and miles away from one another. or is it parallel. both. with each bound. each second we go further and further apart. no reconciliation. not ever a word of it.