This is the Thing — Fink

I don't know if you noticed anything different
It's getting dark and it's getting cold and the nights are getting long
I don't know if you even noticed at all
That I'm long gone baby, I'm long gone

And the things that keep us apart keep me alive and
The things that keep me alive keep me alone

This is the thing

I don't know if you notice anything missing
Like the leaves on the trees or my clothes all over the floor
I don't know if you'll even notice at all
Coz I was real quiet when I closed the door

And the things that keep us apart keep me alive and
The things that keep me alive keep me alone

This is the thing

I don't know if you notice anything different
I don't know if you even notice at all
I don't know if you notice anything missing

This is the thing

Blueberry Pancakes — Fink

I really miss your blueberry pancakes
I don't buy maple syrup in Asda no more
Sunday morning cooking em up
wearing my t-shirt, I'm lifting it up

And now I'm in the Holly Bush baby, the Holly Bush
The Holly Bush baby
Sitting at the table where it all began for us...

And everything else is momentary and
Everything else just stops

I'll have another pint of Stella please Brooke
And I remember before this place was so cool and so full and
I remember you wearing a yellow t-shirt
and you had a friend, I was dying to meet her and we did
back in the day

And now I'm in the Holly Bush baby, the Holly Bush
The Holly Bush baby
Sitting at the table where it all began for us...

And everything else is momentary and
Everything else just stops

Everyone else is secondary
Everyone else is temporary
and I read into the letter that is filled with beauty
the beauty of what was, what is, and what won't be

Sitting at the table where it all began for us...
Sitting at the table where it all began for us...
Sitting at the table where it all began for us...
Sitting at the table where it all began for us...

Little Blue Mailbox — Fink

Little blue mailbox, wonder if you'll have the next letter
Little blue mailbox, wonder if you'll ever make me feel better
Looking at the streetlight, when it's lit there'll be a night waiting
I fumble with the paper, see the words you wrote are already fading
I've been waiting all this time for a letter
My insides shaking, will this feeling last forever
I've been waiting

Staring in the mirror did you find another true beauty
A girl with blue eyes and
A girl who's never tired and moody
Time on my mind, it's a funny thing
I just wanna hear you
The words that you sent are the only thing that makes me feel near you
I've been waiting all this time for a letter
My insides shaking, will this feeling last forever
I've been waiting
I've been waiting

Macbeth - Shakespeare

"Canst thou not minister to a mind diseas'd,
Pluck from the memory a rooted sorrow,
Raze out the written troubles of the brain,
And with some sweet oblivious antidote
Cleanse the stuff'd bosom of that perilous stuff
Which weighs upon the heart?"