Here I am still doing the same
Thinking of you while staying away
From the things that make me go
To the door; make me whole
Stop this tapping tap—tap tap
I succumb to the black and white

Foot falling in line
The hum drums from key stroke to bone
My head tilted towards the sky
My eyes fall desperately to my heart
Shoulders lift to waiting breath
Crashing into sound beneath my hands

Rising and falling on the tides of missing you
Drowning you out was never possible
This music
At once it fills and leaves me empty
You have my soul
There is no going home