I don’t know why the sky keeps falling,
I don’t know why my heart keeps calling your name
in the static of the night—
on and on, the same old song,
the same wrong turn at every light.
I tape up the cracks in the mirror,
but the reflection still disappears
when I say I’m fine.
The clock hums on and on,
a ghost in the wires of my mind,
rewinding every goodbye I never said.