Riley

I have no need of you, stepping off this train, despite such terrible news, hate to appear like stone, seeing everyone anyway, it happens when love goes, haven't got a clue, how we will find today, sad so uneven a funeral, who arranged the loans, prepared how she lay, bet you were not alone, now you face the ruins, a voice flares or fades, but's no longer my issue, once I used to moan, trying to erase everything, I once called home, you can wail the blues, say everything's escaped, truth is a bitter fruit, I cry just the same.