Still falling asunder
Eight years the glimpses come thundering in
Plastered together in these drunken chaotic days
Sometimes so easily it slips away
There's no key to this mystery, only feet buried deep in it
Something hovers, draws the energy rounds the corners to the inner siege
I guess you're leaving now
And I wonder through these days
Reaching out
Trying to get some hold on you
Like a missing limb
And I strain the reins
I got a tighter stitch, a finer bind, a deeper line
That pulls this black sheep in
Throws the arms around
You got my feet on the ground
You got me feeling the ground
Got my feet underground
Like a dream you're gone
And I carry the torch
Just to see you once
Would it make it alright
Goodnight
There's a blessing, that every mess brings
Some kind of lesson that every mess brings
I guess you're leaving now
And I wonder through these days
Reaching out
And I strain the reins
Hats off, thats all
Thats all, all gone
Guess who's leaving home
Leaves me down a hole
Take the light in here
Rest my soul and feed my fear from now