Isn't it obvious?

Tunes in my head: 2001 by Phish
Atmosphere: Depressed

tears apart

we carried on
we carried alone
bricks to build a bridge
stick to break the stone
at least there's something
we left behind
for other people to learn
to see and to hide
we never talked

under dull red
under water bed
tears to flow on by
fears to leave us fed
at least there's something
we left behind
a bridge to walk upon
underneath the raging tide
we never talked

we ran away
we ran astray
alone to gain some peace
at home without a piece
at least there's something
we left behind
a piece to weigh us down
a shortened trip to ride
we never talked

under bed sheets
under snow, sleet
a fervour, almost crazed
wooden walls to be erased
at least there's something
we left behind
a hole in some forbidden keep
some thought that we'd always find
we never talked