The stillness of the house,
The chaos in my brain.
The pigeon sitting on the window,
It just me and him again.

The vacant cupboard,
The empty shoe-rack.
the numbness that surrounds me,
And the things I still have to pack.

The moon high up in the sky,
the brightness of the stars.
it's all gonna help me,
to heal those scars.

the peaceful quiet,
after a very long time.
trying to leave everything behind,
that's all on my mind.