Dust Collector

Is there time still When you wake I will do what I must Like an object that's out of reach I'm collecting dust We know how you left, its alright We know how you left, its alright I'm going to sit in the rain until this washes out I'm going to sit in the rain til this washes out Why is it my home I'm haunting What is this other body I'm holding Hi. Do you know her You will I'll hold her Why do you know her And for you It was anything else but true And for you It was anything else but true Art is hell Noone's forgiven you for getting out They all just wondering which one is worse: The sudden exit or the slow return And for you It was anything else but true And for you It was anything else but true Hold me in a dream I've a long-sighted heart Will you hold me in a dream Hold me in a dream