Vacant Intimacies

God, I mourn my body
Mourn the worn woman in me
Child seeking a shelter
Child living the wound

Do you want the one who's gone
You want the one who's gone
You want the one who's gone
You want the one who's gone

I remember every empty hand
Every echoing cave that never gave back
I remember every hollow home
Grasping to the absence, haunted by the lack
Grasping to the absencе, haunted by the
Vacant intimacies
Vacant intimaciеs

To fear feeling the fracture
To hear the compounded loss
To fear leaving the rapture
Hearing the silent song

I want the one who's gone
I want the one who's gone
I want the one who's gone
I want the one who's gone

I remember every empty hand
Every echoing cave that never gave back
I remember every hollow home
Grasping to the absence, haunted by the lack
Grasping to the absence, haunted by the
Vacant intimacies
Vacant intimacies
Vacant intimacies
Vacant intimacies
Vacant intimacies
Vacant intimacies
Vacant intimacies
Vacant intimacies