Behind the scenes

We were there, in the dark of the darkest age.
Scared to stare, heard your heart, that was bird in cage.
They once said I should be moving on,
but your hands were my kind of home.

And I see the way you run out, hiding behind the scenes.
I see us turning to strangers we used to be,
so the hall is full of friends, but my heart plays with tumbleweed.
I'd die for you behind the scenes.

You were there, in my room, in the hurricane.
You would point to the moon, say it's stars to blame.
I was not brave enough to admit -
all you want I'll steal away with my greed.

Summer glow of that June I was blinded by
took me home, in that room walls were shining bright.
I didn't know, that the line, that I drew
would divine the mess, that's now left of you.

My friends all see my ceasefire dim.
They watched me losing the war they win.
The avalanches crumbling down from the heaven,
flapping wings of a flock of ravens,
but you're standing on the stage, fed up with my range, and I'm dying there.

But I know I always knew, that we both never wanted you to leave
behind the scenes.
But I know, that we both know
I never wanted you to leave me
behind the scenes.