Matter

When the call came through and you looked away

And told me what you couldn't before

And I listened to that quiet sound against your ear

And there were feelings that we tried to ignore

And you took my hand outside the station

And said I could do whatever I wanted to do

Well bones will heal, but everything else stays

In a different kind of black and blue

So I'll burn all my old years again

And I promise I'll be friends with your friends