My fire burns a few thousand miles apart
I've been longing to express what's in my chest in person for far to long
Today I wear a coat of depression
Preparing for another lonely moon
Stripes are bleeding off the flag and the beginning stars are fading fast
My love, I long to replace your fake fireplace  
and the books on your shelf with my warmth and our stories
The sky keeps changing colors though I am remaining put
How much longer until I feel better?
The truest prison is surely in ones own mind
This cell echoes my mistakes and all the people I have let down
I stopped counting days once my walls were filled and time forgot how to use its hands
The fuse on my distractions burnt out not trailed by an explosion
and the tires on this man have become flat
If I could write a song that could relocate our homes, I'd play it until my fingers were bleeding and all the strings had snapped
Just maybe that same song could help stitch my halves back full and remove me from this fear of trusting anyone
My heart has beat more times then miles between us since I last saw your face.
If I would of taken a step for every beat, I would be back at your side tongiht
Running on heart-beats per mile is how I travel these days
I'm working on accepting so many corners right now that the only way I can sleep is in circles
That's what happens when you drastically change so many things at once
You find yourself frozen in the last place anyone would ever check
You find yourself searching through the remotes desert for all the puzzle pieces you let slip for the happiness of another
The winds are high tonight though I'm hiding under a rock
As Fall closes in, my sunshine seems further and further away