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I'm still not able to understand |
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I'm struggling here to deny it |
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For if I knew this was all we had |
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I wouldn't have said goodbye then |
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It's only water, no spirit broken |
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and all these things we've held on left unspoken |
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Still the thought's enough to make me choke again |
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I had a friend who couldn't sit still |
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He'd think until his hands began to spill things |
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Every morning he woke up |
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And never thought he'd done enough the night before |
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And its hard to break the habits that we make |
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But don't you know that life could take it from you anyway |
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If I could say it again I'd make you remember when |
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All the things we shared were unimpaired by anything |
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The feeling's not weathered out just yet |
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There's no real way to describe it |
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In thinking of all the plans unmet |
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We've all been hardened to hide it |
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It's only water, no spirit broken |
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and all these things we've held on left unspoken |
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Still the thought's enough to make me choke again |
