coming back to you, I feel a wave of sadness
coming back to you, where you have let me down
they all look at me, but they can't see the absence
they don't know you let me drown
from across the room, I see the people grieving
from across the room, I hear them say my name
they all wish that I would get around to leaving
they don't know I'm not to blame
I can be willing to fall from the ceiling
rattle around with my chains… chains
do you ever wonder if you failed at what you chose?
do you ever think about the book that you kept closed?
tell me, would it scare you if I took what you loved most?
what, am I a dead person and you can't see the ghosts?
I'm the only one who doesn't honor damage
like some detailed design on such a fragile soul
you may have escaped the judgment of the others
they can't see what they don't want to know
outside your window, you're hearing the wind blow
blood is alive in your veins
but, I might be willing to fall from the ceiling
rattle around with my chains… chains
do you ever wonder if you failed at what you chose?
do you ever think about the book that you kept closed?
tell me, would it scare you if I took what you loved most?
what, am I a dead person and you can't see the ghosts?
Knots
every surface of your room is covered
evidence of the self discovered
all along the road to hell and back
I believe in heart repair and maintenance
but I think it comes with time and patience
you did your best, kid, now let go and relax
is she making you crazy, or scared?
there's a difference, and I'm asking you because I care
some knots are beautiful
so go tie yourself up, go tie yourself up
some knots are fun to get undone
and everyone has to get in some
to feel what life is all about
some knots just mean that you're in love
you can dazzle everyone with charm, sure
but you know you won't disarm me with your tricks now
there's no one looking, it's just me
I have known you since before I met you
and I'll do anything I can to help you
I'll play the rhythm, so you can play the leads
do you think that she's crazy, or scared?
there's a difference, and I'm asking you because I care
some knots are beautiful
so go tie yourself up, go tie yourself up
some knots are fun to get undone
and everyone has to get in some
to feel what life is all about
some knots just mean that you're in love
don't turn everything to black and white
you love color, paint it in now
everything will be alright
some knots are beautiful
so go tie yourself up, tie yourself up
some knots are fun to get undone
and everyone has to get in some
to feel what life is all about
some knots just mean that you're in love
Contrition
I only said those things to make you smile
they make me feel unwell after all this while
Summer rain might wash it all away
but maybe not, and that might be ok
I know the lesson sometimes has to last
and straight tattoo itself on one's own past
you may be my great mistake, to date
for that I'm sorry
you may be the one that broke my grace
for that I'm sorry
if I could go back and be more mature
maybe our fake friendship would have endured
in the Winter of the angry soul
we make requests with what we think we know
and then the words run off into the dark
somehow just loud enough to leave their mark
you may be my great mistake, to date
for that I'm sorry
you may be the one that broke my grace
for that I'm sorry
you may be my great mistake, to date
for that I'm sorry
you may be the one that broke my grace
for that I'm sorry
… she says to herself
