Better Heavens

Could take all damn day to cheer me up
Give me up for the race and wish good luck
Footprints in the snow left be small shoes
That was the last I’d see of you

Your fingers on the trigger
Won’t you pull it
(Everything is bright and sharp like the devil)
Your small hand, quiet fingered
Won’t you force it
(Watch you fall apart as fast as you know it)

Could take all damn day to cheer me up
It’s like I’m lost in a daze and I gave up
You could be the wave to make me move
You could only feel the way I do

Your fingers on the trigger
Won’t you pull it
(Everything is bright and sharp like the devil)
Your small hand, quiet fingered
Won’t you force it
(Watch you fall apart as fast as you know it)

You call me, I need you
I promise you I still do
I reach out to see you
But, I don’t leave, I pull through
The seasons remind you
We’re too depressed to stay true
The gate’s been beneath you
(Only to fall through the cycles again and again!)

Your small hand... Quiet fingered

(Only to fall through the cycles again and again!)