Cataclysm

Cataclysm - Rogue/Meg Dean

The winds are cold I'm looking down

To the place that we called home

And I swear I can feel you now

Under my skin

And all that's left of the cataclysm

Is the feeling of your ghost

And in my mind I can see you now

And I'm holding on to what we know

I'm holding on

Lights fade remotionless

Floating endlessness

I'm holding on

I'm holding on

And all that's left of the cataclysm

Is the feeling of your ghost

And in my mind I can see you now

And I'm holding on to what we know

I'm holding on

Hold on I'm holding on

Lights fade remotionless

Floating endlessness

I'm holding on

I'm holding on

Lights fade remotionless

I'm holding on

Floating endlessness

I'm holding on

And all that's left of the cataclysm

Is the feeling of your ghost

And in my mind I can see you now

And I'm holding on to what we know

To what we know