Isn't this difficult?

You had a problem that I knew I could solve

Isn't this typical?

Something that holds me, but the reasons are dark

And I was on holiday

You had a thing and we were drifting to who knows where

I wasn't there

I was the last one to know

Had it on video

Faces were made that you can't see when you're there

Bottled up indigo

All I remember was a walk down the hall

Isn't it beautiful?

Falling apart so we can grow into who knows what

I wasn't there

I was the last one to know

Packing up curios

Vases, and rings of alabaster, from naked walls

That humid summer night

Would drift alone now, to who knows when

We weren't there, we were the glass ones

Casually cared, to see past the horizon

A simple thought replaced my own

Your sickly car and bones that ache for home

And on and on they go

And on and on and on and on...

We weren't there, we were the glass ones

Casually cared, immune to the reaction

On and on, the heat and the fumes would burn on and on

Til fissures would form and we'd

Lose ourselves