Why would you bother? Why would you cut so low? Expressions fracture, The breaths arpeggio. All for your nothing... Your heavy fall shapes my everything.
What's the attraction? Your tricky undertow's A cruel distraction From rocking too and fro. And when the dreams come You must stumble, tumble from yellow skies.
Sky shuddered and the world came down, And I'm still here.
Speak to the child, And hold him in your arms, Be reconciled. And as forgiveness calms Your weary wary, You will float, float from yellow skies.