When I woke up, I was buried deep
It felt like there was miles
Between me and the surface world
And it felt like it took years
To dig my way out of The Blackbox
And there you are
You're as beautiful as I remember
No, even more
Somehow, your beauty has aged
As well as you have
Big eighteen
And I have nothing to show for it
Nothing but my theatrics
And my ceaseless love