Sick

Lyrics

Obsidian on my windowsill Has the pain around your [?] been bleached? I got lost watching the days bleed Obsidian He sent you back with me A fragment of what should have been One of the things I get to keep Life without you is a tiny room With no doors and one window Lit by slithers of the moon Not enough light for life to grow Obsidian hanging from the beam Dangling just out of reach Walls papered with memories They ring with your words But never your speech Born in fire, scorched by dirt Cooled and calloused by the earth Now you sit before me Tell me, do you feel free? Live with liars, suffer hurt Every day this fucking [?] Plеase tell me you found pеace Please tell me you feel free Like a collapsed star You live on in the motion of those who saw you light up the sky Lonely days have been passing me by Stuck in the shadows of my mind: running from goodbye You shouldn't have died alone So far from those you know I'm trying to carry on But now you're gone And I am sick like you were sick