3am knew 7am so well
trapped in a cell
fell down the well
this is how i fell
i look upon the story
it was a day i fell so sorry
left at bay, but no plans were made
so i sit in self-pity wondering
was this ever something, really?
the story was so true
‘cause you showed out of the blue
but then you left, that was blue, too
and it wasn't so soon
you began to become all i knew
there's all these theories
they lie in my head
just like i lie in bed
i become rather weary
everything is airy
nothing seems clear
i have certain fears
but you certainly stayed clear
and i'm not even sure
of all i did wrong
i kind of thought we belonged
maybe it was all the coincidences
but i knew the instant
i'm not even sure if you listened
or if it came out twisted
but i do know i'm missing
and i thank you for existing
i hope you had a great thanksgiving