Light Run Stray

Outright
It's such a pitiful disease that we live by
With open arms we watch it tear at our insides
I never learned to cut my losses

They tell me
God can't be such a bad guy
It's just hit or miss on whether he's listening

But he missed us
When we said we wouldn't give in to distance
Looking back now I remember the instance
Writing letters to each other to not send
But for yours the message came through in the end
I'm alone

And I'm not sure
If things could go back to the way they were before
This mess came along, tripped me up and put me on the floor

A bottle tilted and it's spilling its guts
And only I understand the words
It's so poetic
And I'm drowning
In all his words of reassurance
I've been waiting months to hear them from anyone

I tried
Calling out your name from the spotlight
But every eye in the theatre is still dry
Spit my heart out on queue
It's just not enough
Close the curtains tight so I'll hide
While everybody laughs and picks sides
I'm still alone. I think I've learned.

I'm sorry
But I honestly don't have it in me
To watch you self-destruct the moment that I leave
Just know the door only swings one way and I'm walking out
Silence, the subtle goodbye.

It's such pitiful means by which we die.