On Being Alone - Intellectual

[Verse 1]

She said she loved the sky when it looked like falling stars

It was the only light I've ever felt that was close enough to ours. And her breath held in the air, ever so thin

Her dark eyes locked into mine, to speak was a sin

Behind my eyes are waves of automatic blue

The color that I turned when staring back at you

The broken bones of a spineless being, I’d lost all worth

They say time comes with healing, from death till birth

But now the speck in my iris will seem less significant

Your eyes contain such beauty

But the breath that they take will be forever lessened

The breath they take, or is it the breath that they took?

My body's worn down, my eyes are closed now

Frayed edges, torn page in a book

Behind my eyes are waves of automatic blue

The color that I turned when staring back at you

The broken bones of a spineless being, I’d lost all worth

They say time comes with healing, from death till birth

I lay awake every single night

But something about the silence feels right

It gives me time to think and set my mind free

But the truth is, how alone can I be?

Cause when I see a father with his son or a man with his wife

Or two friends sitting together having the time of their life

I realize something isn't true about the words that you told me

I like being alone, I just hate feeling lonely