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he long days piled into weeks before you'd speak, as the storm crawled to meet the shoreline. and it began to rain at once! |
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i tried (i tried, i tried, i tried) to keep the awful things at bay from you. |
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but it was on the air and useless, |
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i might as well have tried to prove the words i fought to purchase would comfort you. |
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like, "there was nothing more that we could do." |
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or that i still loved you (when nothing could be further from the truth). |
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will your hand fall out of mine? |
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your shame lives on its own, trying to reach the depths down where it belongs. |
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will it find rest in your bones? |
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aching and pulling muscles to act out against you! |
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so stay your pity now. |
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if it reaches the heart, we all pull out. |
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and let the beat slow down. |
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(there's nothing that we can do you for now) |
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are you sorry or are you just scared? |
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there will be no false comfort here. |
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oh, i ought to tell you the truth! i did not come to plea for you. |
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where was your heart when your words led the truth anywhere else from you? |
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you're not sorry, you are just scared. |
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i have not come to calm your fears. |
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i am sorry i hid what you are. |
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but everyone else but me already knew! already knew! |
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and would not come to plea for you. |
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where was your heart when they never appeared? |
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anyone else would care. |
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but you would not shoulder the weight you should bear. |
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i will not shed a single tear. |