Dust

There’s a big wave
There’s a big train
There’s a big plane
Come to take me away

The light is big and bright
The light is big and black
The light is white
And it’s calling me
I’m sorry

This is not suicide
It’s more like
Remember all those times
We hit our heads
And it hurt so much
We’d wish we’d died

There’s a big wind
There’s a big cloud
There’s a big field
Doesn’t it just make you wanna run

I think you were the first
That knew exactly what I meant
We spend so much time
So much time
Just thinking about it
Then one day
It just comes
And that’s it

I think there’s enough
Dust in this house
To fill an urn
Or two or three