Heaven's Gate (Sad & Sober)

I've been thinking a lot about

When the furnace goes

It's the absence of heat that hurts more than the cold

And I got caught in the irony of walking alone

Down an entire block that's just funeral homes and the ground below

Sad and sober Sunday afternoon

Sad and sober Sunday afternoon

You disappear in fragments and phases of the moon

Sad and sober Sunday afternoon

You disappear in fragments and phases of the moon

I watched parts of you dissolve

Turn to ash and then get carried up

I watched your memory fade

Shadows burned into the wall

And no, I felt my lungs turn into atom bombs

Choke on the Florida heat until the oxygen's gone

Sad and sober Sunday afternoon

You disappear in fragments and phases of the moon

Sad and sober Sunday afternoon

You disappear in fragments and phases of the moon

Or an empty room

Or the twelve-bar blues

Or a light in June

You were a bandit, and I was a car wreck

You were the decades on my feet

I was under purple blankets

You were a bandit, and I was a car wreck

You were the rifle on the wall and it was always going to end

You were a bandit, and I was a car wreck

You were the false rain that falls from a window AC unit

You were a bandit, and I was a car wreck

You were the rifle on the wall and it was always going to end like this