Lyrics

Gone


Under the cascade of a lampshade a photo sits
My eyes become a river every time I rake a glimpse
And as I sit back and recline into the cheapest array of colors I can find
Is there a reason for this wrong?
It doesn?t matter you are gone
You are gone

Invisible portraits dancing like silhouettes in my mind
In my life I?ve longed to change the past
But all the bones in that closet have leaked and all my decisions come back to me

Is there a reason for this wrong
It doesn?t matter you are gone
You are gone

I hold a cigarette late at night
Creating a burning red light
My posture is feeling the same the bitter smoke will always leave a stain
And all I wanted was something to feel
No complications just something that?s real

You should have told me a part of you wasn?t alive before you had to make me realize that
You are gone you are gone


You, you?re gone