​ You watched me dance into the dark, And fanned the flame of every spark, But though you left a bitter mark, I find my way without your arc. ​ The ghosting games and sleight of hand, Are grains of falling, shifting sand, I’ve walked across your hollow land, To find a place where I can stand. ​ No more the heart is ripped in two, No more nights are spent on you, The sky is clear, the light is new, I finally know just what to do