...but home is nowhere

Twenty-six years and seems like I've just begun
To understand my, my intimate is no one
When the director sold the show, who bought its last rites?
They cut the cast, the music, and the lights
This is my line, this is eternal
How did I ever end up here?
Discarnate, preternatural
My prayers to disappear
Absent of grace, marked as infernal
Ungranted in dead time left me disowned
To this nature, so unnatural
I remain alone
Twenty-six years end, still speaking in these tongues
Such revelations while understood by no one
When the new actor stole the show, who questioned his grace?
Please clear this house of ill-acquired taste
This is my line, this is eternal
How did I ever end up here?
Discarnate, preternatural
My prayers to disappear
Absent of grace, marked as infernal
Ungranted in dead time left me disowned
To this nature, so unnatural
I remain alone
Give me something, give me something
Give me something, give me something
Give me something, give me something real
I lay strewn across the floor, can't solve this puzzle
Everyday another small piece can't be found
I lay strewn across the floor, pieced up in sorrow
The pieces are lost, these pieces don't fit
Pieced together incomplete and empty
This is my line, this is eternal
How did I ever end up here?
Discarnate, preternatural
My prayers to disappear
Absent of grace, marked as infernal
Ungranted in dead time left me disowned
To this nature, so unnatural
I remain alone
This is my line, this is eternal
How did I end up here?
Discarnate, preternatural
My prayers to disappear
Absent of grace, marked as infernal
Ungranted in dead time left me disowned
To this nature, so unnatural
I remain alone
We held hands on the last night of eve
Our mouths filled with dust.
We kissed in the fields
And under the trees
Screaming like dogs,
Bleeding dark leaves.
It was empty on the edge of hands
But we knew everyone floated on the bottom of the river.
So we walked to the beach
The turned road curved into the sea.
And the shattered seasons lay in the bitter smell,
Burning was on you like a disease
In our kinder of passing our stay,
Death is a blind curb.
The sky came crashing down
And the three of us committed suicide
And picked up the shatters
And the ships of stars that looked like a mountain of angels
That spoke of the hearts of the undying kids
That lulled the skies to a stop.
A few insects skittered away
That in hopes of the past time kissed you on your hand
And asked if you were coming to the ball
But you made me realize
That my ticket wasn't good enough for you.
You said the cinders are falling like snow.
Serious poetry and spirit
And we sang with unrivaled beauty.
Bitter elegy of sentry and eloquence of blue and gray.
Strange you ran down desperate streets.
We carved our names on the city.
The sun has stagnated somewhere beyond the moon,
Darkness and angsty kept close in mind.
Still we lay on the hills east
And drifted slowly outward
And somewhere in the wilderness lay our salvation.
The statue, you figured, was domestic.
I cannot leave here, I cannot stay.
Forever haunted, more than afraid.
Asphyxiate on words I would say.
I'm drawn to a blackened sky turned blue.
There on a flower
No, not this time.
There'll be no angels gracing the lines.
Just these dark words I find.
I'd show a smile,
But I'm too weak.
I'd share with you,
Could I only speak,
Just how much this hurts me.
I cannot stay here, I cannot leave.
Just like all I've loved,
I'm make believe.
Imagine hard, I disappear seen.
No one to love here but me.
There on a flower
No, not this time.
There'll be no angels gracing the lines.
Just these dark words I find.
I'd show a smile,
But I'm too weak.
I'd share with you,
Could I only speak,
Just how much this hurts me.
I'd tell you how it haunts me.
I'd tell you how it haunts me.
I'd tell you how it haunts me.
You won't get it off me.
There on a flower
No, not this time.
There'll be no angels gracing the line.
Just these dark words I find.
I'd show a smile,
But I'm too weak.
I'd share with you,
Could I only speak,
Just how much this hurts me.
Just how much this hurts me.
Just how much you…