Toska

(The empty shell of a barely beating heart)

(The subtle sound of solemn whisper)

(This single motion is a notion of a memory)

(The crushing weight behind your voice)

Night light skies, vacant eyes, the lonely drives

Thinking in one ear and out the other side

In my dreams, breathing, seeking

Chasing that golden arrow

Whispering through the breeze

And in my absence will memory mistake the truth?

So what do I have left (Do I have left)

To take back with me?

What do I owe and how will I know if the stars

Still align without you?

I crumbled back into oblivion

How did I ever fall so far away?

So far away from you

I'm tripping through the maze in my mind

I can't stop the cycle

My own reflection in the mirror is mocking me

I can't remember the last time I anchored my feet

So close my eyes and turn me over to the concrete

Satisfy the demon that fuels my defeat, fueling deceit

The empty shell of a barely beating heart

The subtle sound of solemn whisper

This single motion is a notion of a memory

The crushing weight behind your voice

It still bleeds. I'm not reaching

Can't escape this feeling of constant pressure

So what do I have left (Do I have left)

To take back with me?

What do I owe and how will I know if the stars

Still align without you?

I crumbled back into oblivion

How did I ever fall so far away?

So far away from you

Over and over again I try to tell myself that I'm fine

That I'm prepared to lose a part of me outside what's mine

I can't take it back and now it's all in the past

I'll find the rest I'm longing for, so turn me over to the concrete

Relieve me of this tension, fuck another lonely story