How Do We Know

You are the loneliest light

Peering too bright through the blinds of my life

Is sites that we’ve seen

Blown out our pipe dreams in

Your eyes

We're so distracted now

Darling, how do we know

When the life leaves

The love that we've grown?

Well, I’m done getting fucked

And I’m done fucking up

But is this all mirrors and smoke?

How do we know?

Embers, lit cigarettes

Smoke every menthol til you

Forget

That nothing is black

Or suddenly white

Though it seems trite

I scaled the walls like a soldier

Bearing your bricks on my shoulders

How do you know?

Well, I’m done getting fucked

And I’m done fucking up

Slowing down out of control

How do you know?

Our roots feel so impacted

And keep us up in the night

Like a demon we’re failing to fight

Well, I’m done getting fucked

And I’m done fucking up

So is this a house or a home?

I think I know