Lyrics

It's a much darker song, it’s a much sharper pen
It's not about longing or losing again
It’s an old rusty chamber that used to house gold
Rattling and empty it's stories all told

Can I take a step back and remember a time
When meter meant nothing and words didn't rhyme
Can I be the young lover still thrilled at the touch
Of a warm sleeping back after loving too much

Can I live in the touch of your hand for a day
Before blaming this business and running away
Stilted and small they drop on the page
These words once were rivers now dried up with age

And how can I tell you
And set myself free
From these circling thoughts
That are strangling me?

It’s a much darker song it’s a much sharper pen.