Red hands

All of our tomorrows

We try to carry today

Do we sit here

and watch this ship fill with water

This storm has us drifting

And there’s not even friction

It’s just another lonely year

We fall into our places

Playing the parts

But we both know

We’re just as empty

As we’ve ever been

We put our weapons away

Sometime ago

Now we just co exist

But neither is ever missed

And I used to think

It would be terrible

To never have somebody

But it’s worse just having

Someone that’s not really here

I wrote a thousand letters to you did you ever read a word I said?

Did you ever tell me?

Did you try and tell me?

How are you?

Did I just hold on to the idea of you,

And leave out all you were trying to say…