There's so much everywhere
and I can't find the time
with you not around
it feels like I'm starting to go blind
I can't see you in the morning
I can't see if I'll be here very long
it feels like our home is in mourning
it moves in gathered sighs
she moves in slow steps
and I choose to lay here
maybe if I stand still enough
I'll just disappear
I'll meet you up there
hopefully I'm the one that saves our seats