Vacant

My skin and bones have formed the walls of a house abandoned since I was young
I took the floorboards up to see all the dust that collected beneath them and
All I found were broken picture frames and remnants of who I was
When I had dreams of filling this house with the things of importance

And year after, year after year
I made all these promises
Year after, year after year

I am vacant, I am worn
I'm showing all the signs of weathering from people who walk my floors
And I've been thinking through all my doubts
That I'm gonna pack my bags and just move out

My eyelids pull to open the windows so I can bathe in the bright lights
But it seems lately the sun has abandoned the sky and no one can feel it
But, people come from time to time
And ask me: "where has your property gone?"
I respond with, "come back next year, I will build it up better"

Year after, year after year
I keep making promises
Year after, year after year

I am vacant, I am worn
I'm showing all the signs of weathering from the people who walk my floors
And I've been thinking through all my doubts
I'm gonna pack my bags and just move out

I am vacant, I'm making room
For the owner to come
Make a temple of this tomb

I am vacant but I'm making room
And I know the sun will come to life again when the bride can meet the Groom

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I am vacant, I'm making room
For the owner to come
Make a temple of this tomb

I am vacant, I am worn
And I'm showing all the signs of weathering from the people who walk my floors
And I've been thinking through all my doubts
I'm gonna pack my bags and just move out
Yeah, I'm gonna pack my bags and just move out