Strain

Like the coming of autumn
Or the wilting of roses
Our fates are all the same
We’re all made for an early grave

Time waits for no man, you’ve made this clear
When one world stops, does it disappear
I’m getting older everyday
But the feeling remains the same
With the passing of these hours
I grow only in pain

I feel the strain on this space you’ve left
Your ghost still lingers in the corners
Of the halls that I roam
I feel your presence but not your call
I feel this grey on this space you’ve left
Your ghost still lingers in my room
Is that your hand on my chest
I feel your presence but not your call
This house no longer feels like a home at all

I buckle down to my knees
Jaw locked in fear
That night weighs a burden on me and all our families
You were my family

Broken down when I am left alone
This house no longer feels like a home
No longer will my skin blister in the cold
Broken down when I am left alone
This house no longer feels like a home

Time moves on and I’ll grow
Won’t be long till we know
Where we stand in this life
Time moves on but I can’t
Time moves on and I’ll grow
Won’t be long till we know where we stand in this life
Time just moves on but I can’t

And I’ll grow

I heard the trickle of glass as it rode down your face
I felt the cold caress
Of the pavement as you rolled across it
I saw your skin peel back in my dreams
The nightmare of your passing lives on with me
Paralyzes my reality

Time moves on and I’ll grow
Won’t be long till we know
Where we stand in this life
Time just moves on but I can’t

The wildfire of my regret burns strong
But time moves on and on without you

I feel the strain on this space you’ve left
Your ghost still lingers in my room is that your hand on my chest
I feel your presence but not your call
This house no longer feels like a home at all