Don't cry in you're suit and tie, you got it, 
rough now on a steady decline, you can 
throw stones enough to ease the tide. 
It's not fair, to drag you into this I, 
confess, it seems your happiest when, 
your not here, in this dark dead house. 
young man embarrassed to be you, stone love it cuts til it bleeds through. 
come back you know that I need you, another day of trying to fall through. 
a small ship, lost in a hurricane, 
a few years, bury your dead today, 
You can't stop her, walking away. 
and i've been crazy, thinking of all the time, 
wasted, picking at glassy eyes. 
You can't stop her, walking away