Milk For The Black Hearted

There is a house in this town

That our old son could never reach its arms around

And if you walk in the door

A spring of dark water overflows the floor

How am I supposed to lay

Without the love that only you can give to me

How am I supposed to get through

These days are dark without you

You're the ray in my lens

And the sand in my hands

And the only beat to which my heart can dance

Your the mouse in the sheets

And the winds that are free

And the only words I am compelled to read

There was a heart in this chest

So confident that our future only brought the best

But now that's just an empty space

Where only light projecting pictures of her face

How am I supposed to lay

Without the love that only you can give to me

How am I supposed to get through

These days are dark without you