Kardashev
Heartache
I am lost without your eyes on my eyes
And the children, they are silent
Unable to understand, you’re dead underground

Sleep next to me, like you did and like you’ll never do again
No strength left
Tell me, how am I supposed to love them on my own?

This is permanent, I am powerless

Perfume bottles and and an unfinished painting
Our house claims that you’re still here

How could you have been so careless?

There is no god, who can bring you back
The only truth is that our children haven’t slept for days
And we are without you