Many months feel like years  Many days feel like the movies  Not a word has been exchanged   Just more dirt under my nail    And I haven’t seen the night sky  The steel glow in my eye  Just a stained idea  To early night skies    I didn’t hold your hand till I die  Your now dirt under my nail  How the smoke reflects off your eyes  The smoke stained them grey    And I haven’t seen the night sky  The steel glow in my eye  Just a stained idea  To early night skies    And I will always pack up and leave  For there are too many frames in this room  With your mind blocking your eyes  There’s no room to breath    And I haven’t seen the night sky  The steel glow in my eye  Just a stained idea  To early night skies    Not a word has been exchanged  Simply dirt under my nail