Resuscitate. In my sleep. Awake to see. You're never here. But the losing yields. Another year. Facing hopes and fears. And I wish. I could believe there was more. Hopes suffocating. You've kissed my life. And the planes and trains. Are to blame. For tempting us. To refrain. And to cut the chord. This every word. Of the truths absurd. And I wish. I could believe there was more. Hopes suffocating. You've kissed my life. Hopes suffocating. Hopes suffocating. Hopes suffocating. And you've kissed my life