We watch the stars
And the sun, the moon
Light up the darkest
Moments in time

Lurk in the outline
And ignore the noise
You don't need those
Silly little thingz anymore

I am psychotic high
And my words
Will never be remembered
In the way they once were

And the things small
Your fingers deceive
Instead of wiping
A mouth clean

Behind closed doors
And cracked window
I wipe my eyes
And I will
Wipe away my mouth
And the things
It never tasted

And the moon,
It cannot be trusted
But there is a sun
Sun so bright building
In a chest and I
Could see you
I could see you in dreams
But not in reality

Because every star,
They eventually fade
Away
And the feeling lingers
On the tips of fingers
That have been chewed
To the bone

And this,
This ungodly place
It will never be
Home