Broken Glass Blues

(cold) Glass on the asphalt

Headlights staring blank

It was two in the morning,

wipers cutting through the gray Just talking 'bout our plans,

laughing off the yesterday Then a flash of high beams,

tires shrieking on the black A sickening turn of metal that I

can't take back

Airbag went off, dust thick inside my chest I turned to reach

your arm, couldn't wake you from your rest Steam hissing from the

hood in the quiet cold

Got a story in my throat that should never have been told

Now every time the rain begins to fall

I hear the shattered glass against the wall (against the wall) I

walked away without a single scar

Leaving half my soul trapped inside that car

Paramedics pulled me out,

flashing reds and blues Blanket on my shoulders,

standing in ruined shoes Doc said it was instant,

said you didn't feel the pain Then why does every word feel

like needle in the vein?

I can't drive down that avenue,

can't look at the lane

Survivor's guilt heavy like an iron chain

Staring at the ceiling while the bedroom spins Wondering why the worst

of us is what the dark wins

(why was it you?)

Now every time the rain begins to fall

I hear the shattered glass against the wall

(I hear it all) I walked away without a single scar

Leaving half my soul trapped inside that car

No noise left in the room.

Just the clock ticking slow.

I still keep your sweater on the passenger side.

Just so I don't feel entirely alone.

(I'm sorry)

(hummmm) Just the rain falling down.

Just the sound on the metal.