Past the strain, fever crushed I woke to human sound An empty street Loneliness, a fire going out I feel estranged From all the world around The feeling's grown I fear I'm letting go Down the street At once where worlds collide And light you alone In an effort strained I stopped to find the line Best ends the poem Where were you When all of this was fucked And on it's side? Those words I underlined In your part, you a wreck You were one foot back Counting and weighing the odds You were wrong for it love There was something there Now erased to black With the wrongful acts Of your warm lit half You can't rely on me To straighten you away Now the weight Of all that's fallen down Is mine alone I see the way You watched your walk Of blindness find a home Well I know that change To let become as right What is known I seen that letting go And in the parting wreck You a wounded lamb You couldn't win in the odds All your mournful love Into some thin air Well I was way in the isles In a wanderlust In the sunlit air I saw a light on you But it faded away