Wasted Hours

It strikes me in a way that I can't explain
 Don't care much, but outside it's beginning to rain
 But it made not a puddle that I saw
 And a dry fleet of ships braved the downpour
 And a drainpipe was gurgling, storm clouds were surging
 Saying you were going away
 I never saw, heard, or knew you were there
 You were there
 I keep on falling through the ice
 Never wait for my advice
 All your wasted hours are through
 No more wasting away
 I turned back to the page that we last were on
 Couldn't see well, so I tried with the lights off
 And you'll never believe what I saw
 There were stars burning out on the floor, and
 The room starting swirling, jerking, and turning,
 Saying you were going away
 I never saw, heard, or knew you were there
 You were there
 I could be wrong, tried to belong, but I barely started
 Some lesson learned, hurts getting burned and broken
 Broken-hearted
 It strikes me in a way that I can't explain
 Don't care much, but outside it's beginning to rain
 I never saw, heard, or knew you were there
 You were there
 I keep on falling through the ice
 Never wait for my advice
 All your wasted hours are through
 Raising spirits from the dead
 Grand illusions fill your head
 No more wasted hours for you
 No more wasted
 No more wasted
 I keep on falling through the ice
 Never wait for my advice
 All your wasted hours are through
 No more wasted
 No more wasted
 No more wasted