The Blackstone

Seeping in from the outside Interfering with the silence I dropped you off and I headed home But this apartment, it's never felt like my own I took the long way accidentally Searched the place but never did see Somehow I had a feeling that I would find Something that, something that you'd left behind Left behind I'm left with nothing but This cold storm breathing its wind I'm left with nothing but This cold storm breathing its wind Through my window cracks Seeping in from the outside The chilling sound cutting just right Seeping in from the outside Interfering with the silence Seeping in from the outside The chilling sound, it's fitting in just right You always spoke of it And that's exactly what, that's exactly what it is But you're in store for it soon, dear So savor what you've got while you've got it Seeping in from the outside The chilling sound cutting just right Seeping in from the outside Interfering with the silence Another lonely song Wallowing in my own self doubt Another lonely song Wallowing in my own self doubt