The soft throw of candlelight casts shadows on the wall

she's reading her book or on her phone I don't know who's still awake to call

I'm sitting on the couch playing my old guitar

It's five below and the wind is throwing ice against the wall

I called on my brother to help me ease this pain from falling on my knees

Nothing feels like cheap sympathy I know you don't give a damn about me

Maybe I just can't see the light maybe the light don't shine that bright

I can't stand, sleep or fight I got a head full of ghosts and a dusty bag of bones

Your memory still rides hot at night trembling sweat in the moonlight

At moments it seemed you were perfect for me

Over time water wears away the stone leaves you standing all alone

You don't know where it went it's just gone