One Day

It got to resembling
A vaudeville show
The show of shows
Such comedy unserpassed
As juvenile theatrics go
But who am I to tell you
To contain yourself
And who are you to
Tell me to control it
When we both have prepared
So carefully

(chorus)
One Day
You'll know we never
Meant each other harm
In any way
One day
You'll know we never meant
Each other sorrow
Gotta keep my distance

I keep sifting
Through the loot to
Find the stairs
This business burning
To the ground I can't look back my
Hindsight seems to be impared
My outlook has no holds
To see out

It's starting to hurt
When I open my arms too wide
A milky white haze
Invades my vision
My lungs are heavy with your presence
As if you were standing
Right behind me
And I can't bring myself
To turn around
Gotta keep my distance