the wonder of the night is such a sight to see
stars up in the sky as clear as can be.

moonlight shining brightly all across the sand
like a great big lighthouse lighting up the land.

breeze is blowing gently all along the shore
such a lovely feeling something i adore.

a perfect little  picture so peaceful and so calm
the wonder of the night filled with so much charm

and now she's hurt
and she's screaming at me
she needs to erupt the anger
on someone other than him
because he made her cry
he made her sad
he abused her
and he treated her bad
and now she's calling me
and shouting
asking questions i cant answer
"why are doing this to me?!"
she can't say this to him
he won't apologize
he won't listen
so she vents out on me
and pretends i am him
a ritual of throwing stones
to a man made of straw
but she won't stone him
apparantly he's made of copper
no actually he's not
because copper dents too
he's just a bigger rock
and i'm still a man of straw
look how i fall
the rocks are crumbling me
every word she says
in her trembling voice
i feel her pain so much
but i dont have a choice
i have to listen to her
i have to keep at it
i'll take all her curses
if it makes her feel better
or if it solves anything
i'm still echoing her in my head
her pain has become mine
but she was on the bus
with her phone dying
and i was at home
silently crying

In the corner with a lonely match,
Do you expel the light
Before darkness does it for you.

my eyes were more blue
but you never did tell me
you liked green seas too