"This Is The Thing" I don't know if you notice anything different. It's getting dark and it's getting cold and the nights are getting long And I don't know if you even notice at all That I'm long gone And the things that keep us apart Keep me alive And the things that keep me alive Keep me alone This is the thing I don't know if you notice anything missing Like the leaves on the trees or my clothes all over the floor And I don't know if you even notice at all 'Cause I was real quiet when I closed the door And the things that keep us apart Keep me alive And the things that keep me alive Keep me alone This is the thing And I don't know if you notice anything different I don't know if you even notice at all This is the thing
Watch me fall from grace, Disappear with no trace, As I try to erase you. Feel the pain and watch me bleed, Surely this is not what I need. Shut out everyone, and watch me run. Lay me under the sun So cold I have become Now that I have been undone It is me you ignore As you shut the door I don’t deserve this pain anymore. I know that I’m worth so much more Than what I give credit for It is me I need to adore. Watch me fall from grace, Disappear with no trace, As I try to erase you. Feel the pain and watch me bleed, Surely this is not what I need.
After watching "Dream of a Life" about the life and more than tragic circumstances of the circumstances surrounding the death of Joyce Carol Vincent I am starkly reminded about our fragility.
