Self-Quarantine
The last time that we spoke felt so very long ago
Yet it's only been a few weeks
The sun passes by in a solitary sky
Watching empty streets
Shutting out the noises of the city droning on
The only sound I hear is a voice that's nearly gone
With a touch, this or that, my whole life will collapse
Locked away from the world beyond
With a mask draped over my pleading mouth
I curse the vacant room around
Gears are grinding to a halt as the machine spits blood and salt
If that was the final time I heard your laughter's gentle chime
Those chances that I lost, all the pains that I had got
They're building up, building up in my lungs
The last time I saw your face was a century ago
In reality, it's only been weeks
This forsaken ward, in the clutches of the dark
Tossed along the stream
Shutting out the noises with some noises of my own
But can't ignore your song I cover up with low - end tones
On a lonely walk past abandoned stops
I can only see from my own home
With chemicals pumped into shaking hands
I curse this wretched no-man's land
People crawling everywhere like insects scuttle to their lairs
If that was the last time that I saw you out in the crowd that night
My chances disappeared, now I'm barely even here
Will anyone sanitize my tears
Hospitals are flooding in the wake of storms at sea
I should be indebted that they haven't capsized me
But there's another virus creeping through my very veins
Fed by all the worries that arrived with freezing rain
Not a single soul for miles, waiting for a cure
My sickness is the isolation right behind my door
With a mask draped over my pleading mouth
I curse the vacant room around
Gears are grinding to a halt as the machine spits blood and salt
If that was the final time I heard your laughter's gentle chime
Those chances that I lost, all the pains that I had got
They're building up, they're building up
With chemicals pumped into shaking hands
I curse this wretched no-man's land
People crawling everywhere like insects scuttle to their lairs
If that was the last time that I saw you out in the crowd that night
My chances disappeared, now I'm barely even here
Will anyone sanitize my tears
The last time that we spoke felt so very long ago
Maybe it really was the last time, I don't know
My regrets are welling up in my bones
If I see you again, I'll really be home
Yet it's only been a few weeks
The sun passes by in a solitary sky
Watching empty streets
Shutting out the noises of the city droning on
The only sound I hear is a voice that's nearly gone
With a touch, this or that, my whole life will collapse
Locked away from the world beyond
With a mask draped over my pleading mouth
I curse the vacant room around
Gears are grinding to a halt as the machine spits blood and salt
If that was the final time I heard your laughter's gentle chime
Those chances that I lost, all the pains that I had got
They're building up, building up in my lungs
The last time I saw your face was a century ago
In reality, it's only been weeks
This forsaken ward, in the clutches of the dark
Tossed along the stream
Shutting out the noises with some noises of my own
But can't ignore your song I cover up with low - end tones
On a lonely walk past abandoned stops
I can only see from my own home
With chemicals pumped into shaking hands
I curse this wretched no-man's land
People crawling everywhere like insects scuttle to their lairs
If that was the last time that I saw you out in the crowd that night
My chances disappeared, now I'm barely even here
Will anyone sanitize my tears
Hospitals are flooding in the wake of storms at sea
I should be indebted that they haven't capsized me
But there's another virus creeping through my very veins
Fed by all the worries that arrived with freezing rain
Not a single soul for miles, waiting for a cure
My sickness is the isolation right behind my door
With a mask draped over my pleading mouth
I curse the vacant room around
Gears are grinding to a halt as the machine spits blood and salt
If that was the final time I heard your laughter's gentle chime
Those chances that I lost, all the pains that I had got
They're building up, they're building up
With chemicals pumped into shaking hands
I curse this wretched no-man's land
People crawling everywhere like insects scuttle to their lairs
If that was the last time that I saw you out in the crowd that night
My chances disappeared, now I'm barely even here
Will anyone sanitize my tears
The last time that we spoke felt so very long ago
Maybe it really was the last time, I don't know
My regrets are welling up in my bones
If I see you again, I'll really be home
Credits
Writer(s): Ember Szaflarski
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