it doesn't make sense / it doesn't help
to know that everyone else / is doing okay
it's a small consolation / to know
that the star you've been following doesn't exist any more
that it was just your imagination's interpretation
of the bleeding light of an extinct constellation
all we need / is release from the pain / please
we were meant / for more than the doom / that we've collapsed into
we were meant to be more / than these wrecks washed up on this lonely shore
we were destined / to look to the stars
with the potential to become / more than we are
i don't know how it's come to this / it's the hope that's missing
the sky was retracting / into the back of a getaway van
leaving me alone / in a void all my own
i'm broadcasting to tell you that i still care
if there's a chance that there's anyone still out there
i haven't forgotten about you
i'm just drowning in an ocean of endless blue
until something snaps my synapses / and i wake
whatever it takes
all we need / is to feel the pain / for just a second
and then release
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