Stepping out behind the dying in the day
I saw my own hands breaking just trying to hold on
And grew tired of the smiles full of serrated blades
I've tasted blood
I've killed before in a manic rage
My waterfall
The calamity

I can't
It can't
Be this way
I can't wield the knife
I can't carry it with me wherever I go
It can't be all I know
It can't

Falling back into horizons as the sun
I saw myself in a new light and the hope I dream
I've learned what the moon means when she speaks to me
I've tasted truth
Honey as the flavor on my tongue
Saccharine
And happiness

I can
It can
Be this way