Grayest Places - Makeshift Shelters

I’ve been driving to your house

underneath the inky skyline

the water froze to the glass

so i waited for you outside

stop this deprecation of the corners

where i should be safe from the grayest places

that suspend these teenagers and selfish perfect families

stop this deprecation of the corners

where i should be safe from the grayest places

that suspend me in the spaces in between

will you hold on til the new moon

i am letting go of you

are you drifting through shades of blue

i am letting go of you