lonelily.

"I gave me away

I could have knocked off the evening

But I was lonelily looking for someone to hold

In a way I lost all I believed in

And I never found myself so low

And you let me down

You could've called if you'd needed."

Sympathy cards will pull your head out of the clouds at any given moment. It's scary, because most days I just want to keep busy and keep moving, keep pretending. As my hand reaches for the envelope with my name on it, it shakes. Then reality comes crashing down and everything just starts to set in.

I dialed your number tonight, but this time was different. Instead of a familiar friendly voice I once knew, I hear the operator telling me the number is no longer in service. How am I supposed to reach you now? I've left you plenty of messages, will you please return them? You promised, remember? I do.

Fireworks went off the other night, which left me confused and talking to myself, or maybe I was just hoping that you were listening, that anyone was listening.

Some things just aren't real.

I'm living in a trance.

lonelily by Damien Rice