The Light & the Glass

Slowly the pen touches paper
 In the guidance of the words that you write
 Memories roll in of the things you once did,
 And who you had shared them with
 Is somebody thinking of you?
 Did I bother telling you this,
 With the words that cross teeth and jump lips?
 A poor choice of words,
 In wanting to tell you anything
 But words don't come with ease
 They're forever my hurt
 Would it really matter,
 If you were to count the days left with your hands?
 Your focus secure, and the loves you left well
 Smiles staged in photographs, here until...
 You, you left the light on
 There's a chance I might have tripped, girl
 You were there to hold on
 Ignoring the words
 Of your obnoxious little brother
 "Kill or be killed,"
 Spilled the words from your mother
 I'll lay awake for a while
 I'll leave the light on a while
 But you couldn't last a lifetime
 Caught between here and the days of it
 Carving her name across your arms
 With every wish, it's hit or miss her,
 I told you so,
 I measure distance in lines,
 Departing the rest of my life
 But you, you, you,
 You had better things to do
 But you, you, you,
 You had better things to do...
 Liar, liar, liar, liar,
 Liar, liar, liar, liar,
 Liar, liar, liar, liar,
 Lie away,
 Liar, liar, liar, liar,
 Liar, liar, liar, liar,
 Liar, liar, liar, liar,
 Lie away,
 Ignoring the words
 Of your obnoxious little brother
 "Kill or be killed,"
 Spilled the words from your mother
 I'll lay awake for a while
 I'll leave the light on a while
 But you couldn't last a lifetime
 Caught between here and the days of it
 Carving her name across your arms
 With every wish, it's hit or miss her
 I told you,
 I measure distance in lines,
 Departing the rest of my life
 If you'd get put to sleep
 Like an old dog, you're better off
 If you get put to sleep
 I've been cautious with the words I extend
 Allow this year before the world starts to end
 Your father's dead,
 He passed in his sleep
 And I woke to the sounds of her crying
 Your father's dead,
 He passed in his sleep
 And I woke to the sounds of her crying
 Your father's dead,
 He passed in his sleep
 And I woke to the sounds of her crying
 Your father's dead,
 He passed in his sleep
 (Pray for us all)
 Pray for us all
 (Pray for us all)
 Pray for us all...
 My dearest apollo i'll be burning star four