Oblivion
I'm only pretty sure
That I can't take anymore
Before you take a swing
I wonder
What are we fighting for
When I say outloud
I want to get out of this
I wonder
Is there anything
I'm goin to miss
I wonder
How's it going to be
When you don't know me
How's it going to be
When you're sure I'm not there
How's it going to be
When there is no one there to talk to
Between you and me
Cause I don't care
How's it goin to be
Where we used to laugh
There a shouting match
Sharp as a thumbnail scratch
A silence I can't ignore
Like...the hammocks and the doorways we spent time in
Swing empty
Don't see lightning like last fall
When it was always about to hit me
I guess that's how its goin to be
Want to get myself back in again!
The soft dive of oblivion