NEWS DISCOGRAPHY ORDERS PHOTOS LYRICS CONTACT
crawling out the window when itís four degrees below outside tonight.
Down into snow-covered bushes, down into the night, down into a
conversation you donít want to have right now. Think about putting up a
fight against the way we treated you tonight. Scratch a hole in the
wall, one you can crawl inside, one you can keep for when it all falls
apart. Give him a reason why he shouldnít stay sitting down in the
shower until the water runs cold. Give him a debt that heíll never pay
all while the icy water beats on his face.
Like a place, like a room thatís holding in its breath, hoping against hope that time will not stumble upon it and see. You replace, you resume as the sinking sun will glint on the icy branches. You put your key in the frozen lock in the door to the only place you could afford even with some help from your parents. Itís another night faced with leftovers and beer and reading through his texts and staying up until the morning light. And your alarm goes off at 6am, and youíre still a little drunk, and you havenít slept a wink in three days. you decide against a shower. You maybe change your shirt, put on an extra layer. And so you grab your bag, and out the door and key into the frozen lock again.
Answers Just Beyond Your Reach
Everybody loses. Even the smartest ones, even the kindest ones. And
everybody screw up, believe me. Lord knows Iíve had my share. Lord knows
youíve had more than your share. We do as if weíve got a choice, as if
weíve got a voice that sings us when weíve got nothing left. And you
check your watch again. Listen to me then when I repeat myself if you
wonít listen now.
thereís nothing left to believe in, will you still believe in me? Though
Iíve given you no reason to? Youíre inching towards a cliff. Do you see
the answers just beyond reach, just beyond your understanding?
needs you now. Please donít excuse yourself. Please donít cite your
health. Every fork in the road leads to another fork. Weíve lost track
of how we got here. I saw you tied up without any way to narrow the
options that litter your fragile skull. But no harm will come to you.
This I promise to you both. Youíve got no choice but to hear me out.
And when thereís nothing left to believe in, will you still believe in me? Though Iíve given you no reason to? Youíre inching towards a cliff. Do you see the answers just beyond reach, just beyond your understanding? And when your time has passed, will you keep your way of shuffling along? A dangerous balancing act. You donít exaggerate when you tell me Iíve just been dumb. So maybe donít be dumb anymore? So maybe donít be dumb anymore.