Manners - The Sun Won't Rise

The sun won't fall tonight but when it does it will refuse to rise
There's nothing left in this worn out vase that I call life
The flowers bloomed early and without water they died
You're not the first visitor that I've had tonight
So take these broken wings and place them in a basic sling,
Leave my body for 40 days and then scatter the remains

It's been raining for days on end; you can't imagine the year I've had
Living in isolation, I guess I've lost track of my friends
The worst part of it all is I have no body left to call
I've burned every last bridge, tonight the sun wont fall

The sun won't fall tonight, but when it does it will refuse to rise
There's nothing left in this worn out vase that I call life
The flowers bloomed early and without water they died
You're not the first visitor that I've had tonight
So take these broken wings and place them in a basic sling,
Leave my body for 40 days and then scatter the remains
I've been in my bed for days,
and I'm not sure what I'd say if I open up what's in my brain

And I hate myself for this,
the constant disconnect every time my moods all shift
And I want to be myself, am I too far gone for help?
I guess only time will tell