never coming home

here I rest alone,
just looking outside my window
there's so much undone
and I feel like a creep, a weirdo

here I hear the whisper
from the shadow that crawls beneath
and it feels it's getting crisper
'cause the story doesn't turn to myth

from here to the shore
or wherever I may roam,
I hear the closing door
for I'm never coming home

today I found your love,
it's made from pebbles and stone
the darkest I can think of
and you will die alone

tomorrow I lay dead
from the sins of my angered heart,
the best I've ever had
was our love grown apart

from here to the shore
or wherever I may roam,
I hear the closing door
for I'm never coming home

moon and stars

I want a star,
I want the moon,
I only wish
I could stay up in my room

I want a price
upon my head,
I only wish
you were here in my bed

I want a floor
below my feet,
'cause without you
I feel so incomplete

I want the words
you never said,
'cause without them
I'm better off dead