This feeling's familiar
Well, I cried
I need something I want to be close to
In a graveyard or garden that waits for the spring
They say it's better to bury your sadness
A sign of just something that might reassure me of anything close
And I scream but I still don't know why I do it
And there is a boy in a basement with a four track machine
So what is the point?
In a kitchen this quiet, I waited for
And you would think I would better for it
For the rest of my life
He's been strumming and screaming all night down there
And I've learned
And you'd think I'd be somethin' more now
Why try to fight what is now so certain?
But the sadness just sleeps and it stays in my spine
Because the sound never stays it just swells and decays
They undressed their wounds for each other
I've been here before
But it just goes to show it is not what you know
To awake from its sleep and burst into green
It's what you were thinking of half the time
To meaning or motion with reasons to move
The tape hiss will cover the words that he sings
And the lonely once bandaged lay fully exposed
