Doom

You can't point it out, it's as vague as a rising moon Whispering, fading through You can act out scenes, cat on a hot tin roof All my sons, sweet bird of youth What's nebulous What's in the grave No one's thinking about us, babe If you can sway The illusion that you crave You could cross the line You tell it like it is and you'll suffocate Every sight that's rife With a jet black big sky, emptiest night I won't call you, I won't lie And I know I will be just fine You can cloak a sigh But I'm all out of breath Saying my goodbyes We may fall back into fiction, know I always do Make stale of me, no one's immune I'm an antidote you hopelessly consume No love lost, no love doomed And it's a mess You begged me not to leave this sentimental rot I'm casual I'm not crying, or asking for a lot You could cross the line You tell it like it is and you'll suffocate Every sight that's rife With a jet black big sky, emptiest night I won't call you, I won't lie And I know I will be just fine You can cloak a sigh But I'm all out of breath Saying my goodbyes