Broken Drifters.

It's getting hard to tell...
As emoteless days draw on and on.

I don't remember where I'm headed.
But somehow where I've been and gone.

In nowhere, I'm just a hidden stranger here...
And no one halts to wave hello.
You ponder on the otherside...
I feel your presence...
Drifting slowly...
But how can I be still and know?

I've dropped my bags off at the station...
To let them ride our iron dreams.
I'll leave my package undertaken...
Train, set and match...
For the broken queen.

My note is taped upon your window...
Written with the same tear-stained goodbye.
Why tie the noose?
No one will save me...
The feelings left for me to cry.

I cannot subsist without you, love.
Through this dense fog I hope you see...
That the watery drops that lay upon your pane,
Are no larger than the thoughts of me.

We're just two falling, breaking drifters.
Dying slow and getting stiffer.

I bleed these words in sorrowed blue...

To bond my weary soul to you.