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She's Gone


She's gone I fell in love At nine years old And I never doubted my heart was taken They said, "You're going to have a little sister" And I felt it start to leave I screamed and saw my life change Childish glee Living in a broken house Unhappy people stitching smiles into their skin Rusted needles, gasoline soaked thread But she was a light no one could compare to A murky past could not rain on her sky fire A tragic kind of beauty, brown eyes to wreck an empire Or build one I felt my childhood begin to melt away She became rooted to my existence I'd give my own life if I could trade Go back in time and change that day The day she was gone Smiles, happy tears, love songs Baby fingers to clench a heart One mistake by him Someone set those stitched on smiles afire She's gone What childhood?
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