Zachary, oh! how he missed me
He searched his closet for an anchor
And a sheath
And he picked red
Paper in hand
I know now he left
He searched his closet for a singer
And a dream
Gabriel, oh! how he felt
Oblivion, written with an A
His soul he couldn't not sell
And his paper I kept
On my floor
In it's element
I dropped my punchline she didn't laugh
And I drove my last drive but he never left
And I cannot hear you
In my, in my parent's room
And I couldn't, no no, I couldn't tell
But I could, yeah, I could
I could know you well
I could know you well
I could know you well
Sarah, I could tell it was you
Even with your hair up
See I searched my whole life for my sin
You searched your whole life for my inn
And picking up trash
And you left,
And I asked you why I was left
See I searched my whole life for
For someone to be lonely for
