A Hole In The World

In this blackout, inertia will hold our thoughts
And the exit sign offers no light to see by
Can we cast our shadows alone in the dark?
I can't see... without you.

When the world is crashing down
Part with it, start again
When the world is crashing down
These notes will fold themselves.

Standing at the margin's edge
to see where the daybreak ends
You can find compassion here
But the page turns too fast.

We fell in this hole that opened up
Giving up on hope
Living without love
We still type black lines...
When the world is crashing down
These notes will fold themselves.

Adjust the aperture to focus on the negative
Like phosphors in the darkroom ignite
Like dodging faces in the corner of the print
Frame by frame, this hole is opening up... and we fall in.

There is no such thing as whole.
There is a hole in the world.