Ran away, miles from home
And maybe the mistake
Was there all along

Ran away, so unsolved
Home, futile home

The shadow (that) surrounds you
Has nested within me
Like the bugs in her bread
Like the truth I swore I held

Am I not the fire inside you?
Am I not empty and vain?

While the first lights
Scattered along the coast
Began to spread amongst the waves
I overlooked the houses
Tapered islands full with space
The silence huge and open
Of resin and salt

Run, run, my blood is ironless
Like the vows we made

Awake and conscious
Like the will to stay
The second I closed my eyes
Oh well, the second I didn't care
Did something inside me die?
The truth?
The doubt