Without You - Mark Eitzel

I owe more than I could ever pay

I know much less than I say

I throw all my chances away

Without you

I sink more than I fly

I drink more than I cry

I blink far away in the sky

Without you

I summer in the bloodshot eyes of the armed just

I winter where the light catches the dust

I lose myself in disbelief and distrust

Without you

My sentence is smoking in a maze of smoked glass mirrors

My sentence is laughing in the faces of my accusers

My sentence is the freedom of no passport and no papers

My sentence is a heart for sale and no takers

My sentence is a cup of vinegar served by friendly strangers

My sentence is the quicksand instead of the hidden dangers

Without you…