Upstairs.
   i'm looking out.
   with waterfalls.
   takes me out.
   outside.
   a simple tree.
   in copper bells.
   lifts me up.
   i can feel the sky slipping through your fingers tonight.
   i can hear the thoughts as we try to figure out what it all means.
   what does it mean.
   maybe the world is falling down.
   because lately i don't care about anything else.
   and this could be the last time that i say goodnight to you.
   but i can't bring myself to fall asleep. explode.
   let go.
   regrets fade.
   embrace with a soft strength.
   i don't want to see you come around here anymore.
   goodnight anyway.