"silly words"
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i took myself into the season unwillingly
two summers ago you didn't have to hide
i parked out on the bench that you shared with me
now there's one where there should be two sides

i sing your favourite song to bring myself to sleep
your voice is the perfect synchronatic wave
you stay away and hide the secrets for me to keep
there's no one to fall into and no one to be saved

and i wait
knowing that nothing will pass from this
and i wait
looking for my little half of bliss

blue birds still fly out to greet the sun
the sun doesn't shine on the birds
i passed by the old playground and thought of things we'd done
but all i could do was write down silly words

and i wait
knowing that nothing will pass from this
and i wait
looking for my little half of bliss

it's not the same
when forward seems denied
it's not the same
and heaven knows i've tried

the life of me has been cascading into something that is fading past the gloom under the doorway through the window and the storey and the stories that they told aren't the stories that we know but they'll say things that do matter just that we don't hear the chatter of the waves that wash on through us to the people who abuse us you desert me i desert you now we're even disconcerted all the same i want to say that i've played it my own way now i'm running from the paper and the paper bleeds eternal

and i wait
knowing that nothing will pass from this
and i wait
looking for my little half of bliss