Someday

For your brokenness that clings to me In my openness so ceaselessly Relaying all the meanings, forever afraid Seem I hopeless? It's a dream, I think I'm dying at just the thought of your leaving me I know, "Why worry for what's yet to come our way?" So lucky if you make it out before me Cause you know I always say That life would be so perfect if we left earth on the same day Every disparate, honest piece of me Is holding onto memory I wish you could remember me from the grave I need you like I need to breathe I breathe you in my tortured sea Of thoughts and dreams and nightmares of decay Yes it's stolen all the peace from me And everybody seems to be Indifferent or unworried for that day It's stolen all my peace from me And everybody seems to be Indifferent and unworried for those days.