Vacant

The night bleeds day
With every breath I take
Reality brings
Bright eyes, smooth skin

So what is left from this
A bottle of broken self
In a moment it'll all be gone
Til the next time when it all comes back

Come on
Feed a lie
Watch the birth
Kiss the dirt
Kiss it

Next time has come and gone
What will bring the end
A promise thrown into the night
Or a little reminder

So what is left from this
A bottle of broken self
In a moment it'll all be gone
Til the next time when it all comes back

Feed a lie
Watch the birth
Kiss the dirt
Kiss it

Searching through these pieces
Looking for your shadow
Getting closer all the time

Countless words
In a sea of explanation
Flailing to grasp
A rock (to stand)

Shoulda let you go

Searching through these pieces
Looking for your shadow
Getting closer all the time

Feed a lie
Watch the birth