Science explains why we bruise
And even tries explaining why we hurt
How can I make it through tomorrow?
There will be no flowers blooming
Not in the spring

I guess its just metaphorical suicide
Reason doesn't come in to play
Just agony
Gnawing
The recollections of when I knew the sun would rise
And forgiveness
The squall of it all

What would wisdom tell me?
Both hands
I grab so tight I can't hold
Even wisdom won't help me now
As I delve deeper into darkness than I knew one could go
What would the future tell me?

As it dawns on me
Like the sun from the east
The world is flat
The heavens are a blanket
And seals are on every one of the stars
Unlatched but if he says they are

How can I accept?

But to know

I am strong
But not strong
Strong enough to accept
Not strong enough to control

Still these bruises on my heart
These bruises
There is not a science on earth to explain
The pain I feel right now