Honest is, the line between the id and what you can’t, speak into a bottle I remain, beholden to the day and what I can’t push down to the bottom Not shy not formed, just blocking up the door again

But love I caught you staring at the sun

Half away, cooking in glow and wondering

If it’s all just a little off

I’m not the same who I claim to be and what we say

It’s the game, that keeps us half away

Count to ten, I blink away the bends as I return back up from the bottom Draw me in and feed me dirty names to give my sin just be a better model Be good be warned not kicking in the door again

But love I caught you staring at the sun

Half away, cooking in the glow and wondering if it’s all just a little bought It’s not the same, who we claim to be and what remains

It’s the game that keeps you half away

I remain crooked from the haul I’m labouring against the wall of who we really are I lost it

All the time spent

On the lines we never get to say and still

I don’t break

We remain the same and stay half away

Half of me

Half away