Left To Heaven

(Left to stir, left to stir, left to stir, left to stir) (Left to stir, left to stir, left to stir, left to stir) Left to stir in empty beds To struggle through a crowded head A part is lost Its shape distorts We lay awake in all we've wrought Visions crack from sorrows held Your pride and joy is not himself These years in past We've all found loss Your shadow drags us down as well These seconds brief All of my echoes leave I try to sleep and let it bury me (But what to do?) With thoughts of missing you I'm on my own again (But what to do?) Me and my crowded head I haven't felt right in a while Wrap me in plastic to hide my grief All of this anguish to hide denial My words are screamed but I can barely breathe There's no means to this end Too many words once said Now all this sadness fills this room (There's nothing left) What difference does it make? What is there left to take? These seconds brief All of my echoes leave I try to sleep and let it bury me (But what to do?) With thoughts of missing you I'm on my own again (But what to do?) Me and my crowded head