Black Hole

Call it heaven sent
To look you in the face
When what we had is bent
Disjointed, out of place
Will we write what we felt
When there's nothing more to say?
Will we paint ourselves
In a million shades of grey?
I’m not so cynical an individual

If you wrote me a letter
It’d probably turn into a song
Until I drained the soul
Of every pen stroke you’ve done
If you happened to call
I’d remember your voice
Until the strain of it all
Gravitized to a black hole
Into a black hole

Fresh out of sentiments
Can't look you in the face
Something more to resent
Lost along the way
Will we scrawl our names
On the side of some shunned cave?
Will we paint our graves
With a million shades of grey?
It seems so cyclical, sever umbilical

If you wrote me a letter
It’d probably turn into a song
Until I drained the soul
Of every pen stroke you’ve done
If you happened to call
I’d remember your voice
Until the strain of it all
Gravitized to a black hole
Into a black hole
Into a black hole

In our sights, but out of mind
As foreign worlds collide
Pieces recombine
Our skies swirl and slide
Will we stay quiet and stare
As the galaxies degrade?
Will we see past the glare
To a million shades of grey?
We’ll toss our principles, lost at the pinnacle

If you wrote me a letter
It’d probably turn into a song
Until I drained the soul
Of every pen stroke you’ve done
If you happened to call
I’d remember your voice
Until the strain of it all
Gravitized to a black hole
Into a black hole
To a black hole
To a black hole

Focus lost to sensory perception
I’ll keep you on the ground
I understand it’s a forced projection
But it’s keeping you around
Hold tight when the solid shadows allure you
Hold tight when transitions test your faith
And if you’re feeling crazy just find my face
I’ll keep you sane
Or float together in this lunacy we create