He`s gone again
Pulls me with him each time
I should ask him when he`s home
He`s gone again
Pulls the blinds to hide the bars
He shows me when to bleed
And time will tell
If all that I could be was changed
By his remote disdain
He`s gone again
Onto the train he holds the reins
Of emptiness and fear
He`s gone again
Into the arms of solitude
He constantly reveres
And I will cease
To seek delusional relief
In these defining years
Emerald eyed he dreams of disowning
Brown eyed and homely justifies
A little too late the wrong man returns
To say goodnight
He`s gone again
Pulls me with him each time
When attempting to atone
He`s gone for good
And I discover irony
And ask him when he`s home
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