"I was looking at the leaves, climbing to the tops of the trees, but you were nowhere to be found; Just beneath all the green you were buried like a little seed among the roots and underground. I was licking at the leaves, but I was in short sleeves and you, you were like some sickness that I caught. My sweet heart moved away, swept off like garbage in the alleyway.
And I need more grace than I thought.
Oh, please, brother, I am far. Brother, I am far away. Brother, I am far away from everything. Oh, brother, I am far. Brother, I am far away. Brother, I am far away from everything good!
She's like a hot cloth on a fevered head, and like a needle she leads me while I follow like thread. Tie me up! Untie me! All this wishing I was dead is getting old. It's getting old!... it goes on, but it's old.
I was swimming through the waves for what must have been days, but could find no relief. When I started sinking down I thought for certain I would drown, until I saw you in the ocean underneath all the bright colored fish tell of a treasure in a dull shell. Such subtlety, so easily missed. You, my hidden pearl of pure and perfect love, and I'm the living example of 100% the opposite of this.
If I ask the same questions. Well, yes, sir, I ask the same questions. Well, maybe I repeat myself from time to time. But if I ask the same questions... and then I know I ask the same questions, It's because everyone who answers me is a liar!
She's like the hot cloth on a fevered head, and like a needle she leads me while I follow like thread. But, you untied me... didn't You untie me, Lord? And I haven't even thought about killing myself in almost five months."
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