Ran away, miles from home
And maybe the mistake
Was there all along
Ran away, so unsolved
Home, futile home
The shadow (that) surrounds you
Has nested within me
Like the bugs in her bread
Like the truth I swore I held
Am I not the fire inside you?
Am I not empty and vain?
While the first lights
Scattered along the coast
Began to spread amongst the waves
I overlooked the houses
Tapered islands full with space
The silence huge and open
Of resin and salt
Run, run, my blood is ironless
Like the vows we made
Awake and conscious
Like the will to stay
The second I closed my eyes
Oh well, the second I didn't care
Did something inside me die?
The truth?
The doubt
