Leave The Light On

So please leave the light on after you’ve gone
Leave the pictures in their aging frames where they belong
Leave the bed sheets unclean, and they will reek of you still
Cover me in resolve
So please leave the imagery
I can twist it
Dissociation and obsession
Superstition and pain
I can carry them on too,
Bury you once again
If I could bring this memory to life
I’d live to make you say what they can’t
They’d all love to have you back but…
I’d give anything to bring you back to say goodbye
«hey steve, I think your singing was a little flat that time»
«Barry, why don’t you play an 'A' for steve, You Got That Steve? "
«fuck this shit»
«what's gone into him?»
«he can’t take criticism»
«well great, there goes the band»