I shook hands with my thoughts today
We agreed to go our separate ways
Set aside all the differences
Mine were yellow, theirs were grey
I don't know where the balance lies
Today i wish that it would open its eyes
Glance around at the indifferences
Yawn and turn upon a sleepy sigh
Sharp is the strain so am I to blame
For changing the subject and forgetting names
Shove them away as I hesitate
Steadily spilling all that still remains (2x)
I suspect that there is more debris
Splintered pieces left inside of me
Thinking through what the difference is
Between extracting the sting and remedy
Sharp is the strain so am I to blame
For changing the subject and forgetting names
Shove them away as I hesitate
Steadily spilling all that still remains
Ohh Ohh (2x)
Sharp is the strain so am I to blame
For changing the subject and forgetting names
Shove them away as I hesitate
Steadily spilling all that still remains
(2x)
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