I am mesmerized by the size of the moon
And how it looks like your eyes when you're scared
Well, I'm scared of the dark and growing old
And how the people I love won't be there
But their thoughts will coast from breath to soul
To alcohol heavy heart
And follow your hope with tv-remote
To the places that things get lost
I will get lost
Or am I already gone?
You told me somewhere things don't change
When someone leaves, another stays
And love layers like tree bark on all of our brains
And sorrys always cut it
Like a ribbon of awkward moments:
The silence between speaking
And the in and out radio"