Zachary, oh! how he missed me He searched his closet for an anchor And a sheath And he picked red Paper in hand I know now he left He searched his closet for a singer And a dream Gabriel, oh! how he felt Oblivion, written with an A His soul he couldn't not sell And his paper I kept On my floor In it's element I dropped my punchline she didn't laugh And I drove my last drive but he never left And I cannot hear you In my, in my parent's room And I couldn't, no no, I couldn't tell But I could, yeah, I could I could know you well I could know you well I could know you well Sarah, I could tell it was you Even with your hair up See I searched my whole life for my sin You searched your whole life for my inn And picking up trash And you left, And I asked you why I was left See I searched my whole life for For someone to be lonely for