Are just dreams you've thought
And distant drums
From songs you've never sung.
The blinds cast shadows from the streetlight
And leave remnants on your bedroom floor
Like crumpled clothes and used hair ties
All worn out and happier
From the flicker of last night
And there's not much left of you
But crumbs of the broken
Things you once loved.
And there's not a whole lot left of us
But the makeup stains on your
Favorite shirt
The one you wore
Half of every night
We spent together in the spotlight
Casting jail cell lines
From your bedroom blinds
And never was I happier
When I laid beside
The man whose only love was blind.
