I could feel you standing there
Your cold blue eyes
Faces in the dark
I could feel you standing there
The deep blue sky
Making your mark
I could feel your footsteps
Following miles away
The same voice in a man
You'll be never be again, never be again
The box of matches by my bed
Used to light up what's in my head
I see more clearly in the dark
Lost in the ways
We overcomplicate
Compensate well being
For something that isn't leaving
These walls enrapture me & ensure I'm safe
But my mind is shifting
Music turns to static, I'm growing impatient
Lacking what I can't envision
I kept a notebook by my bed
So it could make sense of my head
Let it all fall out
Lost in the ways
We overcomplicate
Compensate well being
For something that isn't leaving
There's nothing left for us to do
Our lives split in two
Clinging on to what we're used to