It’s hard enough to feel the world as it is 
and hold on anything 
without these quiet times 
You’ve brought round here. 

Suppose I have to take you with me, 
broken mind 
I’d rather leave you here
to forget everything you’ve seen and known, 
Erase every idea. 

Now I miss you, 
Now I want you, 
You’re not coming back. 
And I need you 
But I can’t have you…