Into Exile

Everyone lives, but not everyone truly dies

While they're still alive and survive

Without anything to lose, I don't care what will happen to me

I climb through this dirty window of opportunity

I feel a change of heart

From the pain of a heartbreaking loss

I hear awful sounds crying out

I feel my heart breaking loose

I cast away at my own will, to mourn alone across the sea

It may never feel good, it may never feel right

But it seemed like a good idea at the time

I don't want praise for going away, it draws attention to my loss

But drink alone for me while I am gone, We'll together again when I come home

I feel my heart breaking away, from the pain of a heartbreaking loss

I hear the awful howl come ripping from my mouth

I feel my heart breaking loose

Disconnect and disassociate yourself from everything and everyone you know

Just let go. Go. Don't look back, and see where it takes you

After a year has passed you might feel good enough to come home

Or there's the excitement that you may leave and just stay, and never come home again

Either way, you'll be glad you did it

Having left and gone from being able to decide for yourself after you've done your time

They say that time heals all wounds, well this is a good way to spend that time

What better way to distract yourself from sadness than to fully obligate your crisis to the point where it becomes about survival

Making it a total mindfuck about the fact that it's allowing you to erase your memory

And deprogram yourself and rebuild somewhere in the abyss

Surrendering all control and familiarity, boldly going into the unknown

Focusing on your voluntary deportation from your own home

You know you have to go, flights are running on time

Ask yourself the question: Can you get here in ten days?

Yes I can!

It's time to cross the ocean and dive, into exile!