with all this mist it's hard to see
the devil creeping up on me
it's worth it, let it go

and everytime i recognise
the pain you keep beneath those eyes
you saw it, let it go

piece by piece we'll build it up
and paint it with a shade of luck
you made it, now it's so

it doesn't hurt because you're here
or that you make it disappear
it hurts, now it's so

i should've tried to tag along
if nothing else i'll still belong
to this, let it go
there's nothing left to show
i did, now it's so
and i'll never let it go

we don't miss
the things that we love
when they're gone

we miss
the things that love us
when we let them go

i say some things
and you say some things
quite often they're all about love

and when they collide
well that gives us resaon
the reader that sees them
gets off on the ride

i came from there
and you came from there
but there is a moment in spacetime

they're not the same thing
and you've got somebody
and i've got somebody
and that's what we bring

i found you
and you found me
we totally found each other
scratch my back
and i'll scratch yours
we'll scratch each other together

i don't want
to leave you alone
for somebody else to discover
i love you
and i really hope
i'll be scratching your back forever

if i were a voltage
and you had a current
would you still try and resist it?

(is another way of saying)

if i had potential
and you a capacitor
would you still try and charge it?

(which means to say)

if i carried weight
and you a bit scarred
would you still try and keep it?

(or in other words)

if i were a beacon
and you were a map
would you still need to enlarge it?

there's beauty here in getting lost
we feel the warmth beneath the frost.

you tell the truth when you sleep
the people you mind
the secrets you keep

you tell the truth when you're alone
and that's probably why
you can't hear it

we make use of what we own
the things that we keep
the bits that we find

and always give back what we loan
when we don't need it
give it a try

a few hours ago i was vulnerable
like the slimy green gums of the pavement
yet some of it was tasty
(impatient means it's boring)
i shouldn't have been so hasty
(isn't worth ignoring)

a few hours ago i felt terrible
like i was part of the next government
i tried to create some sense
(i clearly wasn't winning)
but it came behind a sentence
(and everyone was grinning)

i know i should have given it my best
i'm pretty sure it passed the test
but drives it in too deep
flies in way too steep
if only i could keep
a secret
i wouldn't have to lie at all


the last few months have been that hazy
like i was a part of an indelible accident
that you probably didn't mind
(aim before you throw)
not sure what stays behind
(dig before you sow)

the last few years have been that crazy
i hoped it was going to be permanent
that little bit of rock n roll
(i tried to learn your language)
was definitely worth my soul
(and used it like a bandage)

i reckon that it might make a mark
it only begins with a spark
but then while you're asleep
the dreams you could reap
if only i could keep
a secret
the perforated sky might fall


the next few days i must accept
whatever fits into your judgement
pretend that i want more
(am i serious now)
or go back to before
(as if i knew how)

it isn't what i meant to say
it's that i went and said it anyway.

what i've taken for granted
i'll never regret
but the damage i've caused
i'll never forget