(My) Tired Eyes

Ease my weary mind
Sedated by your decline
Oh, drown my tired eyes
Thirsty for loss of light

Clay in my brain
Flower bed your bouquet
Mirror in the way
My own face or yours its all the same
When this wasteland falls
When this sky caves in
Hold onto my hands cold from the time we've spent
When my dreams collapse and my heart caves in
Staple pieces up from the shape I'm in
When my skin unwraps and my frame falls in
Suture my nerves up from the shape I'm in
Form the shape I'm in