I painted you on my doorpost when the angel of death passed by
Your precious heart is like an orchard that grows within mine
And this house has become my cage
All of the windows steal hours from my eyes
They let in so little light, it makes me think that I’m blind

There are so many people
They fall like the snow that collects outside
I know between them, they feel everything
So I don’t have to feel alright

Well, I am lonely when I’m around people
They are all sure of things, and I can’t relate
But I’m still losing all of my sleep over all of our fate
I’ve been the altar inside of your temple
I have been condescended by stars
And I know there is no stranger feeling
Than knowing no one knows where you are

There are so many people
They float like the lashes that fall from my eyes
I know between them, they believe everything
So I don’t have to be right