an unfinished tune

all i could've been
turned to dust,
things come to nothing.
but should i learn by promising
to forget what's left?

(it's so empty,
it's so empty)

what was that notion,
undiscovered,
lost somewhere?
held onto
like love and friendship,
but somehow,
declined and gone...

(it's so empty,
it's so empty)

and goddamn,
if i could just forget
the heartache
of what's between us.

it's so empty,
it's so empty.

-mww and rmr