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I'll give you credit for stubborn will
And maybe stop in space you fill,
But you're one difficult, odd-shaped pill.
You had a chance, that was until...
Hey there, Baby, where are you at?
I haven't heard anything.
So I took my key out from under the mat
And replaced it with your ring.
So take the letter you wrote in vain,
Take your emptiness and take your pain.
I've lost my patience for being blamed.
Take your war wounds and your bad aim.
Hey there, Baby, where are you at?
I haven't heard anything.
So I took my key out from under the mat
And replaced it with your ring.
For my response, here's a charred pile
Of melted plastic that once had a smile.
Here's hoping our paths don't cross for a while.
In the meantime, enjoy denial.
Ring around the rosy,
Pockets full of posy,
Ashes, ashes,
We all fall down.
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Appreciate, for a moment, the mast'ry of this wall.
From the outside I look welcoming while sharing nothing at all.
To you, it may look sturdy, but it's cracking, and it shakes.
Every time the wind blows, there's so much at stake.
If one brick goes, the rest are sure to follow.
I thought I knew what I was made of, but I very well may be hollow,
And if I'm buried in rubble, will I remember who I am?
If you see me in shambles, will you still know where I stand?
Yes, the nights can be lonely when you're sleeping curled up next to stone,
But you never have to worry who will betray you if you're on your own.
I hear the world is a'changing; it's a rather large place,
But I've been a bit preoccupied, washing the blood off my face.
If one brick goes, the rest are sure to follow.
I thought I knew what I was made of, but I very well may be hollow,
And if I'm buried in rubble, will I remember who I am?
If you see me in shambles, will you still know where I stand?
I started digging tunnels so that I could get out at night,
And I thought that they were hidden until I saw the first beam of light.
Now the fissures are opening, the boundaries are wearing away,
What I thought was a fortress is only water and clay.
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Yours is a broken soul,
It's taking its toll.
Yours is a broken soul-
I wish I could make you whole.
I thought I heard your voice call gently in a dream,
That's how I knew I slept, things are not what they seem.
You don't speak softly, and I don't listen.
I may never hear you again.
Yours is a broken soul,
It's taking its toll.
Yours is a broken soul-
I wish I could make you whole.
I thought I saw you waiting outside my door.
I knew my eyes were lying; you don't come 'round here anymore.
I left you in pieces in my wake;
I don't know which was my worst mistake.
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I watched the sun burn the fog off the hillside,
I heard the birds call me home,
I smelt the leaves as they danced through their downfall,
Accepted what's my own.
I signed my name to signing off on you,
Forgave you for the pain you put me through,
I've clung to fear when they sky turned blue,
But I signed my name to signing off on you.
The flocks of geese still wait on their departure,
The squirrels works frantically,
But I'm unlike all the creatures around me-
I'm walking patiently.
I signed my name to signing off on you,
Forgave you for the pain you put me through,
I've clung to fear when they sky turned blue,
But I signed my name to signing off on you.
The rain will turn to flakes of snow,
And I may feel you wherever I go,
But I'll be whisp'ring what I still know,
'Fear holds on where love lets go.'
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