Lesson one - do not hide
Lesson two - there are
Well you thought you let go
But you're still hangin' on
Mother
You told them that I hung the moon
It was a
well i try to figure out
all the mysteries of
I don't have to hear it, if I don't want
I let it get dark, so you'll see the stars
They'll
We go undercover, we drop from the screens
We're hunters and
One spot on an empty canvas
one chair in an empty
Getting tired from all this circling
Not much grace left on
Don't turn your back on me
Or read in between my
I wait outside your house
And sing below your window
And I
I’ve been living out of sanity
I’ve been splitting hairs
Halleluiah, we can finally hear
It's a miracle we feel anything
