Ghost Story '22

Oh, I thought that we were stuck in this together
A few feet deep but you're a drag towards the earth
I forgot how we made this connection
A thread so thin
And yet we pulled until it dug into our calloused hands
Your fingernail in my coffin

It's like we've always been distant, like we never met
Afraid of freezing with eye contact
We're drifting further apart yet I still feel you here
Yet I still feel you here
Yet I still feel you here
You said you buried my demons face-first in the dirt
But when I turned around I choked
You tried to let them go
It was too late to see
You're not worth it

We were vibrant
A pulse with a fixed end
Nourished or barely kept alive by circumstance

In a moment of disruption
Let it run its course
Step back and let it go

Step back and let it go

It's like we've always been distant, like we never met
Afraid of freezing with eye contact
We're drifting further apart yet I still feel you here
Yet I still feel you here
Yet I still feel you here
You said you buried my demons face-first in the dirt
But when I turned around I choked
You tried to let them go
It was too late to see
You're not worth it

I've put up with my apathy for far too long
You're heading home, you were there, now you're here while I'm gone
My skin is translucent and you have become
A stranger with weakening eyesight at 21

Is it fair to leave in jealousy or cold-hearted naivety?
Should we cherish every memory?
Maybe, but this time we'll let it go