Airlock

Time is a peculiar thing -

the less that you have, the more you begin to feel it

Much like love, the difference is - if we could cross the line

we could be making love, we could be never making anymore time

(it's true)

When I came, did your whole life change

or was it just shelves and mirrors I rearranged

in your house?

A house so big, that when I entered in spring

by the time I woke up in the upstairs bedroom

it was snowing

Do you look to me to fill this space?

Do you look to me to erase your past mistakes?

There is something achingly sweet

in the tone of the years you've spent searching, incomplete

And I am your lucky star

- why don't you leave your airlock ajar

The slow hand caresses the face

as the hours pass by, and hours turn into days

And you bleed while trying to smile

but the cut's too deep, so you open wide

and for a band-aid I'm

unraveling too quick

So pass it on, you've had your fun

Let some others share their pain with everyone

Just pass it on, you've had your fun

Let some others share their pain with everyone

Insane, completely insane

how you let me get in, and hurt you once again

I am your lucky break

- breaking each bone by mistake

I am your lucky star!

Why don't you leave your airlock ajar

please, baby, please, for your own good

leave it open