Tank is dry

Phone is ringing on the floor.
Let it rattle, let it roar.
I’m watching shadows on the wall.
I don't have to catch the call.

The light is fading, grey and thin.
I’m letting all the cold air in.
Nothing planned and nothing due.
There’s nothing left for me—or you.

I’m done. The tank is dry.
Don't ask me when, don't ask me why.
I’m sitting still, the engine's dead.
Just a hollow in my head.
The gears have blurred, the pulse is slow.
I’ve got no place I need to go.
I’ve got no move. I’ve got no word.
The silence is the only thing I’ve heard.

Save your breath. Keep your advice.
I’ve paid the cost. I’ve paid it twice.
I’ve done the work, I’ve done the time.
I’m stepping back, I’m out of line.
The world can spin, the world can burn.
It’s not my fight. It’s not my turn.
I’m cutting every single thread.
I’m finished being pushed and led.

I’m done. The tank is dry.
Don't ask me when, don't ask me why.
I’m sitting still, the engine's dead.
Just a hollow in my head.
The gears have blurred, the pulse is slow.
I’ve got no place I need to go.
I’ve got no move. I’ve got no word.
The silence is the only thing I’ve heard.

Don't look for me. I’m not in sight.
I’m merging with the fading light.
Your clock is ticking, chasing breath.
I’ve bored my own time half to death.

I’ve killed the gears. I’ve killed the chime.
I’m finally standing outside time.


Song:
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