Singing songs of our tragedy
Watching you parting from me
As you walk down by Mel’s 
Past their silent peeling bells
And you look over your shoulder
And now that we’re older
Can I recount the tale to you
I was watching too
From the car park with the bag you had lifted
Into the back of the bus like the request had gifted
You with sudden insight
I don’t want to fight
“But you’re wrong”
Then I hear your song
And I break down
Do you think you could tolerate this town
If it meant you could have me
Or is our home history
As you “move on”
It’s just another word for being gone
And I let my hand drop
For all we are, we are not
Lovers in the physical dimension
And my hope is just an extension
Of the trust you had in me
I let you go free
I damn well push you away
I have to make you not stay
As the grief cracks the floor
In a direct line to you, mo stór
And why, you ask
I look up without a mask
But you don’t see
You have unveiled me
In all my pretension
Could you not mention
That I have died and now the sun
Shines through me on everyone
But there is no person there
And you swear
That it’s okay
But did you look deep enough into me that day
I pause
And you break all the laws
To destroy the handshakes we made
In the light that casts no shade
On the ground
Do you think you will come around
And burn for me
Infinitely 
Coz that summer was not the end of it for me ❤️