Pillow

Waking up tonight

To see what I can find. 

Picking up my phone

Your number's on my mind. 

The whispers on the wall

Twist around my tongue. 

This air is closing in

This song's already sung. 

The pillow lies like you

There upon my arm. 

I turn out all the lights

I'm in a state of calm. 

My eyes drift off to sleep

I clutch the pillow more. 

I wake up to a dream

My pillow's on the floor. 

The sun soaks in the window

This morning has arrived. 

My hands stretch out to find you 

(But) It's the pillow who's survived. 

This pillow was a moment 

A whole and pleasant thing.

Now it's all a broken 

It's song is what I sing. 

This pillow lost its meaning 

The night I saw your hurt.

I placed it on the wardrobe 

With crunching fists of dirt. 

The air hung with raw emotion

Your eyes avoided mine. 

But somehow through the madness

Our hearts - they beat it time. 

Now it's just a pillow

I use to rest my head. 

Now it's just moonrise

As I lay down to bed. 

I won't dream of epic tales

Or lovers lost in time. 

But of just a little chicken

My heart is hers, not mine.