Stay without me

A tired heart that barely works

Still moving at the speed of light

Blood still runs, blowing through places

That make the body ache

Calloused hands can't let go

Hold on for another day

Stay without me, I have no one

Wandering in the grey

Who will hold the people that cannot be held?

Who will walk the crime scene and collect all the remains?

Who will find the pieces and put them in a box?

Who will sing to anyone, with no place in the world?