Paper/Stone

The bags fill my eyes
and I’m surprised
at how long the night can go
when you’re alone.
And I’m all right. I’m all right.
I’m all right.
She was paper
and I was stone
Thinking of myself
and myself alone
And I’m so sorry now
I’m so.
I’m so sorry now
I’m so.
I like the sound of kjlkj and no trucks and no one else around
At night I hear the light in your eyes without a sound
Painting quiet pictures in bed
she’d give it all to me
Her smile, her hand, and the universe
All that makes things happy.
And I’m happy.
And she knows.
And someday this will end.
That’s how it goes
And she was paper
and I was stone
Thinking of myself
and myself alone
And I’m so sorry now.
I’m so.
I’m so sorry now.
I’m so.