So please leave the light on after you've gone

Leave the pictures in their aging frames up where they belong

Leave the bed sheets unclean and they will reek of you still

Cover me in resolve



So please leave the imagery 

I can twist it

Dissociation and obsession

Superstition and pain 

I can carry them on too and 

Bury you once again



The only thing that burns in Hell is the part of you that won't let go of your life:  your memories, your attachments. They burn them all away. "But they're not punishing you" he said, " They're freeing your soul. So, if you're frightened of dying and... and you're holding on, you'll see devils tearing your life away. But if you've made your peace, then the devils are really angels, freeing you from the earth.



I guess its just the way you look at it thats all..



I could bring this memory back to life

I'd apologize

I live to hear you say what they can't

I would make amends

They'd all love to have you back but...

I'd do anything to bring you back to say goodbye