Dilute

Dilute
 The islands small and desolate the highway stretch towards nothingness
 Weeds infest our front lawn, the picket fence impales the sun that silhouettes on our houses dressed up in luminesce
 And the softest part of your flesh helps my body ingest sleep in the dead of the summer
 I will pretend that you won't be gone
 Distance dilutes it rewrites and rewrites
 And I will pretend that you wont be gone
 Distance dilutes it rewrites and rewrites this song
 The islands small and desolate the highway stretch towards nothingness
 Weeds infest our front lawn, the picket fence impales the sun that silhouettes on our houses dressed up in luminesce
 And the softest part of your flesh helps my body ingest sleep in the dead of the summer
 I will pretend that you won't be gone
 Distance dilutes it rewrites and rewrites
 And I will pretend that you won't be gone
 Distance dilutes and rewrites this song
 But I keep asking you to tell me what is wrong,
 And you, you just tell me that it's nothing at all
 But in your helplessness I can see, you know I can see
 The softest part of your flesh helps my body ingest sleep in the dead of the summer
 I will pretend that you won't be gone
 That distance dilutes it rewrites and rewrites
 And I will pretend that you won't be gone
 That distance dilutes it rewrites and rewrites
 And I will pretend that you won't be gone