homemade heartbreak.

in a cracked heel world of snow
who will stop the worst
who will fill the room
the words will come out slow
i don't i don't i don't know 

so
never walk away
young
never stop to say
how
underwater games inside brains
finding reasons to stay awake

the sound rain window pains me
brush war paint from my face
all this small talk weighs down now
due drops smashing on the ground

cold
watch them walk away
call
never speak again
planted eyes fixed on feet
gazes drifting push past sleep

all this spitting dust all over us
all this small town talk trusted us
i stayed with every urge to take the next train
one by one pass through the doorways

bright as a star  
light strobing down on me
sure i can cough i can 
cough i can choke on this colour 
colour smoke.

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