The vault swings open, with a mighty thump its found
It was closed too many years and left us wondering how.
Did it break and crack or is it more profound?
How many questions must be asked before the truth comes around.
The sky falls and makes no sound,
Too many people run around,
And no thoughts in their heads are found.
But theres no time to scream out loud,
As the shooting stars hit the ground
The world is sunk deep down.
I don't articulate sadness
I don't want you to know
I'm empty and heartless
And don't know where to go.
Within, the fire burning
Has began to chill,
And every lost ember
Is running for the hills.
I've been secretly depressed
As far as I can count.
I'm a ball of tired mess
That was once profound.
What's happened to my heart?
Not much has really changed.
I don't seem to get smart
Just fall deep entrenched.
The hole, dug, widens easily
And nobody ever cares.
They toss love measly
In pieces i can't wear.
When you need me I'm there
When I need you, you're where?
Somewhere under a secret star
Seemingly not very far
But unreachable by heart.
So my vault has opened and you can step right in
I don't even care what baggage you leave in.
I'm just very tired of hoping for love
Returned from friends and lovers who owe me more.
