in the blink of an eye
you walked out, i did not get to say goodbye
simply, swiftly as you can
take the parts of me that make me who i am
and we're all quick to give a pat on the back
we're all lucky to live, but it's not about that
 
it's not about what I have, it's about what I lost
it's about being sad without being tossed
in a river of guilt, where at least i can swim
where at least i can wake up and get fucked again
it's about time i can say I can't find
just a sliver of silver lining
today's just about the clouds
 
just a tiny moment passed
now you're gone, and I'm stunned, you went way too fast
silly of me to yearn
as if thinking of you will make you return
and we're all quick to give a pat on the back
we're all lucky to live, but it's not about that

​inside your kitchen i saw my ghost
trying to get me wishing i was making toast
she took out my mug poured me a drink
pointed at my rings still by the sink
i asked her why it's here she dwells
but she really could not say
i said goodbye, i wished her well
and I went willing on my way
 
inside your parlor i saw my spirit
playing your guitar, she wanted me to hear it
she asked me to sit on chairs i own
she played my records on the gramophone
i asked her why it's here she dwells
she said well someone had to stay
i said goodbye, i wished her well
and i went willing on my way
 
and where you sleep my phantasm soul
was praying to keep you safe and whole
the room is small but it's changed the most
she don't need you here, i told my ghost
i asked her when she planned to go
she said when someone sets me free
i said my friend, go get your coat
you are coming home with me

​and would you rewind
turn back time
at the drop of a dime?
don’t you regret
the things you haven’t done yet?
you were busy making your bed
 
you wanna rip out the pages
erase the errors, own up to omissions
we’re running round in cages
time-clipped wings that will never feel the wind
the cynics and the sages they both say nothing matters in the end
if all the world’s a stage won’t someone please raise that curtain again?
 
and is your first fear
how long you have left here?
those pesky headlights come on strong dear
are you afraid
of the life you have not made?
the second hand body slams you in your place

*co-written with Veronica May
 
the echo of the past, it lingers in my ear
the rumble of the future, never here but ever near
it's ok to look back it's ok to look on
like the setting of suns and the breaking of dawns
 
but space can make you close
close can make you far
the place you're missing most
is right here where you are
 
the voices of the past, they speak but don't say much
the fingers of the future, reaching out without a touch
it's ok to react it’s ok to stay calm
like the flash of the sun on the horizon

a burn in my chest, the end in my sight
adding fuel to a fire I never could ignite
 
you brought the can
you spilled the gas
i brought the book
i struck the match
we threw it down
we watched the ground around us catching fire
it got so hot
we felt like dying
we stood still til the sparks quit flying
you could call it hard
but you'd be preaching to the pyre
 
smoke in my lungs, ash in my eye
a billowing ache, a bellowing cry

you’re in a hurry to heal
but you can't move too fast
this ambulance is screaming
but it's running out of gas
and the feeling's you feel
they're hard like a cast
don't try to make haste
give it time, give it space
this too shall pass
 
let it pass, let it pass, let it pass, it shall pass
 
you’re in a genesis
it's your lot in life
just stay on track
don't ever look back
don't end up like lot's wife
you wanna throw a fit
but you gotta show some class
quit making plans
cause it's out of your hands
this too shall pass

sadness takes over
i miss this so much
heartache squeezes my heart's brakes
i can't take this, i've had enough
crying i'm trying not to
but you caught me in the act
i spun this wheel far as it will feel
i need anger to distract

i clench my fists cause i'm fucking pissed
that i died before my life was through
i wonder if loving her was the last good thing i'll ever do
 
anger takes over
the past just sweats from my pores
that wandering eye left me wondering why
i can't take the fury anymore
fuming the fire looming
how it burns, the color of rust
i spun this wheel far as it will feel
i find photographs to settle the dust

i'll calm stormy seas with good memories
be grateful that our love was something true
fight the urge to believe loving her
was the last good thing i'll ever do
and i hold my ground cause being lost and found
at the same time, for me is nothing new
still i wonder if loving her was the last good thing i'll ever do
it can not be the last good thing that i will ever do
it will not be the last good thing that i will ever do

i find myself crossing a pair of my fingers
could it be a wish or a lie
is it oncoming peace or despair that lingers
in each breath of a chest-heaving sigh
the tremors that shake me after the quake
break me down cause they signify
that last little shift in a continent drift
the moment the end just passes you by
 
why does the whiplash hurt more than the impact?
the ache in your head makes you realize the glass cracked
life flashed through your eyes, but you're alive, still
if the crash doesn't get you the whiplash will
 
the sight of your nose throws me back in my chair
i only knew noses could smell
jumped geronimo style from way up in the air
it might have been brave, but i'm still scared as hell
the parachute pull has rattled my skull
i fumble for ways to propel
will gravity greet the ground with my feet
it usually does, but you never can tell

the battery died, that's all
but I leave it on the wall
cause her hands are too
beautiful to burn
still I can not unwind
a clock that will not tell time
cause its gears refuse
to move and turn
 
and i don't know what to do
with how much i miss you
i don't know where to put that ache
so i pray for the clock to tick tick tock
and i wait, and i wait, and i wait
 
the shock clocked me in the head
made me wish i were dead
no not dead, just nothing
and nothing more
they're trying to call the fight
i'm trying to act alright
but I see stars
and i'm drooling on the floor
 
and i see her in my corner
thinking, God I tried to warn her
i see her faith in me start to die
So i crawl on my knees
beg please please please
let me try, i will try, let me try

darling love was never the question
i have more than enough and so do you
darling love is the only answer
when people ask us how can you
 
tolerate hanging around this pain

don't you hate when the wind blows
i will wait with you and catch the rain
hold out our hands and see what else can grow
 
darling leaving is out of the question
i'll do my grieving right here with you
let them whisper let them have their opinion
just let em talk when they ask us how can you