what is it I carry that is throwing me this way a personal belief I couldn't bury in the haze the smoke's the only thing that showed me *where I want to be a step ahead of lonely and a wave above the sea I'm not a haunted being like I thought I always was it turns out we are nothing but the end of what's become and I am ever sorry for the purposeless divide I know you couldn't feel it but I kept you like the time the pieces of forever couldn't possibly ignore the thought of this not ending was a plague that wanted more than we had ever given for we thought the night would bend with you and I together in a plausible pretend the seers and the doers are supposed to be the same without a doubt collateral for everything we claim I laid you out in fragments and began to learn your soul I'm not the type of person who will ever let you go I'll try to find a way for all the seasons that we sing today it feels like autumn but tomorrow will be spring and I will ask the rain to introduce me to your hands so I can fall asleep before I touch another man
woman [woo m-uh n] n. the female human being, as distinguished from a girl or a man