| We run light footed upon the wind
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| Like nights slipping away
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| Or cold damp air, poisoned dream
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| Waking at any hour
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| And coming upon an open chair
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| Open cell when I cry
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| Ink filled paper
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| To erase our dreams
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| Ten floors away, I looked down praying to
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| Open the window, open this window
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| It sealed my lungs, that’s what they said
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| (We flow like butterflies in summer blissful morning)
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| It sealed my lungs every last inch
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| And I missed your call while not waiting
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| (We never open up to close wounds long left for bleeding)
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| Its always this way, always this way
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| It’s always this way (Nothing)
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| It’s always this way (changes)
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| It’s always this way (Nothing)
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| It’s always this way (changes)
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| Nothing (Let me bleed my heart)
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| Changes (Let me bleed my soul)
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| Nothing (Let me bleed my heart)
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| Changes (Let me bleed my soul)
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| The envelopes, they’re always empty
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| From all the words not sent
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| We (Let me bleed my soul)
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| We all try to be heroes but our capes
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| Have fallen off (Let me bleed my soul)
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| So I stand staggered smile
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| By a falling branch (Let me bleed my soul)
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| So I try, reaching out, die
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| With open arms (Let me bleed my soul)
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| Where I sit pretending it’s not gone, but it never changes |