Testo What You've Become

heavy is the sound
aim my eyes toward the ground
this is how it feels under a goodbye

i'm pulling away from the curb
lights in the windshield are getting blurred
this is how it looks through a goodbye
stare in the picture frames
friends take the shape of canes
this is how you stand next to a goodbye

no ships move on water
too much food left on my plate
no stars up in the sky
sleep is for the lucky ones
who have their heads on straight
unwind all the time

so cover up your memories
look to the wind for company
'cause this is what you do after a goodbye