I'm popping pills and smokin' ****,
just to get drowsy enough to sleep.
My eyes however refuse to close,
and flickers to a million light shows.
It's cold outside and now I understand,
that my mind is hanging by a strand.

Here, it's clear, that I'm not getting better,
when I fall down, you put me back together.
Without you I don't know where I'd be,
maybe a place where the eyes can't see.
Doubts run on repeat constantly in my mind,
trust is something you'll have to help me find.

Maybe another pill or joint will do the trick,
I need something to put me out real quick.
The screams come first, then the monsters,
oh where can I find a bed of soft flowers?
Cause I can't take it anymore, it's too hard,
I'm tired of playing, I don't want another card.

This game of life, no one will ever win,
so take a breather then commit another sin.
We might as well have fun while we're dying
can't you understand the words I'm saying?
I guess not, cause you're not actually here,
I'm just watching a fading ghost disappear.

I won't ever sleep, cause I fear if I close my eyes.
That you'll be gone in the time it takes to blink.
Why don't we open a bottle and share a drink?
Just please don't leave me for the beautiful skies.

We can grab the guitars and make our first song.
And talk about nothing in particular all night long.
Then when the morning comes, watch the rising sun.
This is what I truly want, I want it to be just us ***.

When you're gone, I go crazy from this feeling of blue.
Cause you're like the drug to my addict, I need you.
And I can never get enough, you're one of a kind.
I want you to forever run wild through my mind.

You're like my very own personal brand of ******.
When you dance through my veins, I feel so alive.
Like I'm standing on the edge about to take a dive.
You've got me gasping for air so you can have this win.

Take another sip from that bottle and watch me fade away.
I’m not real, I’m nothing but a drugged up hallucination.
A construction you made to help pass the time, okay?
So you would no longer be alone in this “space station”.

And if one day I was to disappear, I want you to know.
That I truly did love you, but you didn’t need me any more.
You got better, you started to smile, it’s kinda sad though.
Cause now I’m a memory in your past left to watch you soar,

I hope you’re happy and that you never once look back.
Because you left your demons behind a long time ago.
Beneath that mask, you’re flawless, without a hue of black.
But now it’s time to glow, to let your true colours show.

I'm tired of wanting and tired of wishing upon a shooting star.
For that day where I'll pack my bags and finally disappear.
I don't know where exactly, but anywhere is better than here.
Don't try finding me, it's too late. I'm leaving and going far.

Sorry friends, family and the past, there isn't going to be a goodbye.
I'm burning these bridges and bonds I built to light my way ahead.
It's time to stop hiding and live my life for once before I'm dead.
Like a hawk in a thunder storm, I'll spread my wings and fly.

I'm going to a place where I can finally sleep and live another day.
In the darkness, I'll dance in the rain to the rhythm of the night.
And smile when I leave the ground as my demons fall out of sight.
This time I'm absolutely serious, tonight I'm running away.

It's nearing that time, where I feel like it's my last breath.
When the short hour hand of the clock finally hits ten.
Away you go to a quiet land, between reality and death.
And when the morning arrives, will you come back again?

You see, time spent talking to you makes me feel alive.
And time not spent with you, isn't really time at all.
It's like wandering the shelves of an old library archive.
Looking through books trying to read the dusty scrawl.

But as you return, the words suddenly become clear.
As if the dust falls away under the soft brilliant light.
Only to become dusty once more without you near.
I guess this is it though, it's bedtime so goodnight.

Clouds overhead pouring with freezing rain.
On this long winter night, wrapped in shadows.
She sits alone pondering her thoughts and woes.
Aimlessly staring at the approaching train.

She's thinking of every word he ever said.
Remembering her wrists running with red.
How did everything so quickly turn to ****?
But she knows... and is too afraid to admit...

With the morning, the sun breaks through the cloud-cast.
Shining brightly and warmly as if it was a summer breeze.
Suddenly the moments here, for a long time it seems to last.
And she's stuck to the bench frozen solid in her memories.

As the train passes by, she looks down then smiles.
She's made up her mind, she's going to stay awhile.
And on that morning, she got up from where she'd lain.
465 days was how long it took for things to be okay again.

His wishing he could go back to the days where he didn't feel dead.
To the age of 21 when things were fine and he still felt alive.
Everyone's telling him, there's nothing wrong, that it's all in his head.
But they don't know the struggles and fights he had faced to survive.

His had enough, his all burnt to cinders on the ground.
Feeling, about as void as the space between sky and land.
"Last call for passengers at gate 9" the intercom sounds.
And just like that he's gone, with a one way ticket in hand.

In another country wind buffers the carriages of a train.
She's staring out at the quickly passing lakes and trees.
Quietly admiring the scenery, lush and dripping with rain.
And enjoying the silent moments and little things like these.

Lost in thought to the steady rhythm of the carriages flight
Slowly at first, she discards her empty list of reasons to stay.
And suddenly she's floating, dancing under the starry night
Her eyes soften and she smiles as the train takes her away.

Now they're both just nameless strangers, wandering souls.
Building new bridges to set them alight and watch them collapse
Walking from town to town, picking up pieces to make them whole.
They're just traveling far and wide seeking The Great Perhaps.