The Left ill carry you

slow wandering the city blocks I know you by the way you walk and white knuckled searching the atmosphere but I won’t find you cause you’re not here
I’ll be falling through the cracks for you and always coming back to pull you through
if the rain starts to fall you’ll be safe in my arms I’ll carry you and the waves when they crash you’ll be safe on my back I’ll carry you
leaves blowing like dynamite thieves stealing my appetite everything I see is in black and white but I won’t find you cause you’re not here you’re never here
the loneliest souls usually fall out where you’re heart was there’s a hole now the only way out when you’re lost and low is to find your heart or let your love go