Softly you said
That you'd be on my side
But you left
So I fear when I call
Will you pick up or hide
If at all
Intel wouldn't give
Substance out of reach
Tend to damages
To keep up
And some days nothing comes
Cold page, openness
Covered in a sense
To keep up
So, did you win?
Is that the only time
That you're lucid?
What I fear is inside
The danger is not up there, I reply
Heartache, windowsill
Landscape, overkill
Intake, overfill
From way up
And some days may be long
Stake claims that were wrong
Landfill's never gone
So keep out
Ah, ah
Sentimental waste
Ah, ah
Sentimental waste
So I sit with my wife
Thinking of nothing much when we fight
End the screams till we try
I hope that this relief doesn't die