Unmade

When we were young
Our words were innocent -
Whiter than snow
Awkward and slow
Now when we speak
We risk an avalanche
But that's not enough now
To reroute our plans

I believe that we've got it wrong, got it wrong
We'll realize when it's said and done, said and done
That in our words we've lost so much more
Than we've ever won

The aftermath
Is cracked wood where fences stood
And the broken bones of our childhood

In our trembling fear
We put words inside God's mouth
We cover our tracks
And get so proud of ourselves
We get so proud of ourselves
We get so proud of ourselves
When we get away

I believe that we've got it wrong, got it wrong
We'll realize when it's said and done, said and done
That in our words we've lost so much more
Than we've ever won

It's in our nature to complicate
But in the end it's the casualties
That carry all the weight