Tired Eyes

And so clean

By the way you move

There's no falling lines between the sheets that build into you

And I've heard, there's no other way

To omit the stains of older men that pull you away

And I can lay, only twice as long

As the angry boy beneath my skin will pull you along

And don't delay, I'm a wounded man

Crumbled by the former scent of you, that always I'll miss

There's a space in your world that keeps you away

Tried to ring out my tongue to find you at bay

My wasted words have found you too late

That there's no shame in being scared of where you are

My words, they can never breathe

Past the sense of all you've given me, but never received

And I could lay, as such a wounded man

But there's always such a point it brings

That you feel ascend

There's a space in your world that keeps you away

Tried to ring out my tongue to find you at bay

My wasted words have found you too late

That there's no shame in being scared of where you are

There's no shame in being scared of where you are