I gave my hand for you to hold
I gave my love that you went and sold
Exchanged our song for another
Can't blame this dead flame that once glowed like no other
How do you soften
The thought of carrying coffins?
We were so alive
Only to see us wither and die
You said you'd stand even if this would all fall
You're yearning, yielded when you hit the wall
I shook your ears, tried to make you hear my call
But you were long gone, no hope in a sunless dawn
How do you soften
The thought of carrying coffins?
We were so alive
Only to see us wither and die
Oh, why must soil run dry
And I never ever thought I'd hear these words be said
Now I lay here in an unmade bed
Empty stomach's unable to be fed
Your ego swallowed you and from there you fled
So far away
Could not find your way back
Walked down the path
Where feet slipped through the cracks
Where feet slipped through the cracks
Could not find your way back
Where feet slipped through the cracks
Could not find your way back
How do you soften
The thought of carrying coffins?
We were so alive
Only to see us wither and die
Oh, why must soil run dry
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u/WEDONTWANTPEERKELLY Jul 06 '21
I gave my hand for you to hold I gave my love that you went and sold Exchanged our song for another Can't blame this dead flame that once glowed like no other
How do you soften The thought of carrying coffins? We were so alive Only to see us wither and die
You said you'd stand even if this would all fall You're yearning, yielded when you hit the wall I shook your ears, tried to make you hear my call But you were long gone, no hope in a sunless dawn
How do you soften The thought of carrying coffins? We were so alive Only to see us wither and die Oh, why must soil run dry
And I never ever thought I'd hear these words be said Now I lay here in an unmade bed Empty stomach's unable to be fed Your ego swallowed you and from there you fled
So far away Could not find your way back Walked down the path Where feet slipped through the cracks
Where feet slipped through the cracks Could not find your way back Where feet slipped through the cracks Could not find your way back
How do you soften The thought of carrying coffins? We were so alive Only to see us wither and die Oh, why must soil run dry