do you hear the stars
across your eyes
and the changes that pull you by,
or do you sleep
through the worst of it,
and try not to blink when you're awake,
you say you're dreaming so far away

your eyes are dry just like your life,
but maybe you should go
and try to be where you want to be,
somewhere that you'll fall in love
with something more than what i've become
something transparent to me and so clear to you
where every part of you will feel again,
but i don't want to know
when you're always happy again,
i'd rather not know your mind,
i'd rather not see your stars
or hear the breathing of the night
where you're sleeping so deeply
just to get away from here,

but maybe you won't sleep anymore
if you're somewhere that's given you more than a place
a place that you'll stay
and listen for your own heartbeat,
but i don't want to know anymore,
any of the little things
just to know you're where you want to be.