The Day The Glass Cracked On My Telescope
And It was the day the glass cracked on my telescope
I gave up heaven, I gave up hope
As you seem to let it slide
Do you even know I’m alive
Or that you are too
I woke up to the absence of you
When I needed you most
I just stare at the phone you ghost
Like tomorrow’s lullaby awake
What’s the point, for fucks sake
As you travel through the mud
I wish I could say I would
But the final straw on the camel’s back
And I’m not down and you attack
Me for my lack of flavor
But, honey, I’m not your saviour
And I can’t raise the rushes you grow
I just wanted you to know
That I held our memory dear
But you made the moment crystal clear

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