Black hole - urban

The tea is cold, the steam has turned to mist
Another night that simply don’t exist
I’m staring at the ceiling’s cracked design
While gravity is pulling on my spine.
The city lights are blurred behind the glass
I watch the satellites and shadows pass
You’re sitting there, a silent, heavy weight
The kind of force that’s far too strong for fate.

You’re the black hole in the middle of the room
A quiet kind of beautiful, a slow-motion doom
No matter how much light I try to bring
I’m just a moth with a burnt-up wing.
It doesn’t matter how the seasons roll
There’s a hunger at the center of your soul
I’m crossing over to the darker side
With nowhere left for a heart to hide.

The radio is playing something low
About a love that died a year ago
I see you in the static and the blur
A memory of the person that you were.
But now you’re just a vacuum in the dark
A dying fire looking for a spark
I’m orbiting the edge of who you are
The cold remains of a collapsed star.

You’re the black hole in the middle of the room
A quiet kind of beautiful, a slow-motion doom
No matter how much light I try to bring
I’m just a moth with a burnt-up wing.
It doesn’t matter how the seasons roll
There’s a hunger at the center of your soul
I’m crossing over to the darker side
With nowhere left for a heart to hide.

I’m reaching for the escape velocity
To break away from this animosity
But the closer I get to the open door
The more I’m pulled back to the floor.
The event horizon is a thin blue line
And I’m running out of borrowed time
Yeah, I’m running out of time.

You’re the black hole in the middle of the room
A quiet kind of beautiful, a slow-motion doom
No matter how much light I try to bring
I’m just a moth with a burnt-up wing.
It doesn’t matter how the seasons roll
There’s a hunger at the center of your soul
I’m crossing over to the darker side
With nowhere left for a heart to hide.

Just a shadow now...
Falling in.
Where does the light go?
Where do I begin?
October rain on a cosmic scale
Everything is gray, everything is pale.

...I can’t see you anymore.