Do you even care up there
Or is it all kind of moot
Did you hear my despair that day
Or are we all kind of mute
I parked by your grave and hares
Hopped into my view
They scattered away soon as I
Wailed into the moon
I made a sound so new
Even my ears got confused
And I prayed for psychosis intrude
Just so I could see you
Apr 7
Apr 7, 2026 at 4:44 PM UTC
Do you even care up there
Or is it all kind of moot
Did you hear my despair that day
Or are we all kind of mute
I parked by your grave and hares
Hopped into my view
They scattered away soon as I
Wailed into the moon
I made a sound so new
Even my ears got confused
And I prayed for psychosis intrude
Just so I could see you
