Frail Rupture

Your coat is hanging on the bedroom door

Cold sheets where you don't sleep no

more

I count the floorboards step by step

Chasing every word you left (cold in here)

I know the room is empty now

I know the quiet won't allow

Any way to pull you back I

am holding on to open air

Screaming at the ghost who isn't there

Tell me how to

cut the thread When you're still living in my head

(still in my head)

The coffee cup beside the sink

Too many hours left to think

I reach across the hollow space

And try to trace your fading face

I know the door will never turn

I watch the final ember burn I

am holding on to open

air

Screaming at the ghost who isn't there

Tell me how to

cut the thread When you're still living in my head

(let me go)

Take the memory,

take the pain

Wash me out under the pouring rain

I can't survive this quiet room!

You're gone...

And I'm still here.