when i heard about the coming day   wish i could wake up from this dream   in it i see a family photographed   and there you are, tucked in the scene   and theres a jealous net inside my chest   theres a hurt and sadness there   maybe i'd tell you all about it   if i thought you'd care      heavy heart gets lighter by your side   but there are thoughts i'd wish i'd heard   if they ask you how i'm holding up   say i'm holding out for the words      whats the sense in being so sensitive?   can i trade this thin skin for a shell?   there are somethings i've got no feeling about   but there are some things i can tell      heavy heart get lighter by yourself   it's been so long since you capsized   and you've been lying out there in the sun   has it begun? has it begun?      heavy heart, have you heard?   that i could use the words