Our Vacuum

Throw my thoughts far away I leave, I don't stay But the space between us is dark In a cage of your heart Our picture of a room Our stillness, our moon And in between the gaps of the stars, we lay in the dark It's so empty this space, it weighs heavy on my plate And in between us is a grave, in a field far away It's our vacuum It's our vacuum It's our vacuum It's our vacuum I'm not sure of today, some time this week I need a train, I need more time, I'm done fucking around Keep feeling this way, and I can't breathe I'm underneath a whole heap of grief I need to let it out They won't understand Timing out And butterflies fly around And butterflies fly around Maybe with space, it'll maybe get better Maybe with space, it might get better Things might get better, things might get better Feel it out, feel it out again