He's gone again   Pulls me with him each time   I should ask him when he's home      He's gone again   Pulls the blinds to hide the bars   He shows me when to bleed      And time will tell   If all that I could be was changed   By his remote disdain      He's gone again   Onto the train he holds the reins   Of emptiness and fear      He's gone again   Into the arms of solitude   He constantly reveres      And I will cease   To seek delusional relief   In these defining years      Emerald eyed he dreams of disowning   Brown eyed and homely justifies   A little too late the wrong man returns   To say goodnight      He's gone again   Pulls me with him each time   When attempting to atone   He's gone for good   And I discover irony   And ask him when he's home