It's been a while.
I've been around one too many
Too many times to see any
The shapes all meet the same ending
And it's been a while.

I'm coming down
The mountaintop was kinda nice
But I really hated all the ice
I could see it all, even my vice
But now I'm coming down

I'm in the valley
I missed the walking in between
The subtle smell and the dew's sheen,
Missed people who know what I've seen
I'm back in the valley.

But I'm not alone.
The valley's big enough for two
Two people both of whom
Like to say "I'll stay with you"
No, I'm not alone.

I wish you'd come home.
We sleep in different beds,
Eat at different tables,
And read different papers,
But I miss you.

For the longest time I was scared of you.
Scared of what you could do,
Or who you could do it with.
But I was ok with all that
Cause you'd come home.

You'd leave one day,
And not say a word.
But I didn't worry,
Cause you're strong.
And you'd come home.

It seems now though something changed
Like you're scared to come home
Like there's a trap waiting for you
Maybe it's just me
I wish you'd come home.

Cause I always loved your travel
Loved the smile it gave you
Loved the look you'd have
The joy when you eventually returned
When you'd come home.

So please, just call.
Write me a letter or a message.
Cause I miss you,
And I worry about you,
Cause you haven't yet come home.

Derailed huh?
Like the train is off the track?
Maybe.

Or maybe not.
Like the train took a wrong turn.
I think.

The wrong junction.
Diverted at the wrong intersection.
Maybe.

Conductor confused.
Wondering where it went wrong.
Yeah.

But still
You're on the tracks love.
No doubt.

Hey.
See those leaves falling?
Those ones you thought were dead?
Maybe they are.
But I don't think so.
I think they're just moving along.
They're caught up in the wind.
But they're ok with that.
They're going places.
You are too you know.

Thank you for the spear head.
Thank you for this blade.

The snow drifts, and so do I.
In snow drifts, my few tears turn to ice
With slow shifts, my fears crystallize
And with those hips, I know it's all a lie

With your rose lips, I'm falling in deeper
The wind froze ships, they're nothing but sleepers
Then you stole trips, I'm running a fever
The green line blips, heart follows the leader

You don't owe me, you never did
You don't own me, I'm my fathers kid
You trying to show me how to open the lid
But it's all me, and what I did.

There's a glow see, and it sure ain't mine
My covers blown see, I'm not hard to find
There's a show fee, to pull the curtains aside
And with this slow breeze, I'll fly on by.

Thank you for the passing glance
Thank you for this useless dance.

The world is a loud place friends.
Full of all kinds of chatter and noise
People walk by and act tough
Their problems are true too though.
I walked by the other day,
Though you probably didn't see.
You're inside your head too aren't you?
It's an affliction after all.

I though when I got out into it all
When I turned up the volume high enough
The headache would go away
Maybe I'd be able to cry again
But no, sound can't eliminate other sound
It can only drown it out
And when the noise slowly fades,
The ache is still there.

It's not gone.
It seems like it won't ever will be.
Maybe I'll just drown it out with you
Drown it, but not me.
At least, that's what I hope.

Gotta stay sane boys.
That's what they expect after all.
That's what they think they'll see.
But is it?
Or is it different?

I jabbed myself with my own pen though.
It's bleeding now, making me rethink writing
Do I write and run the risk?
Or do I stop and go numb?
Who knows really?

You'll read this.
You'll think it's too much.
And then you'll click away.
But before you do, remember.
Masks are easy to put on.