Controlled Burn

Oh my life, my life, my life
It stretches behind me
And I see all the miss-steps
And the poorly-timed kisses
And I ache, I ache, I ache
When I see all the nothing
That could have been something
That should have been you

But in this forest full of second chances
Your heat-wave pulls me under
In this forest full of second chances
Your green-sap draws me upward
In this forest full of second chances
My delight is your thunder
In this forest full of second chances
This child is recovered

Oh my bones, my bones, my bones
They're dry as a desert
And the tomb is still barren
And the ghost still has power
And I thirst, I thirst, I thirst
As I lick off the pavement
As if it gives me water
As if it gives me you

But in this forest full of second chances
Your heat-wave pulls me under
In this forest full of second chances
Your green-sap draws me upward
In this forest full of second chances
My delight is your thunder
In this forest full of second chances
This child is recovered