Is it in you now?
To bare to hear the
truths that you were spoken
Twisted up by knaves
In a trap for fools
Is it in you now?
To watch the things you
gave your life to broken
You stoop and build them
up with worn out tools
Nothing gets so bad
A whisper from your father
couldn't fix it
Your whispers like a bridge
he's a river span
Take all that you have
and turn it into something
you were missing
Somebody threw that brick
And shattered all your plans
Time to get the seeds
into the cold ground
It takes a while
to grow anything
Before its coming to the end
Before you put my body
in the cold ground
take some time to warm it
with your hands
Before it's coming to an end
It's coming to an end
Do you miss the blend
Of colours she left in your
black and white field
Do you feel condemned
just being there?
I am not your friend
I am just a man who
knows how it feels
I am not your friend
I am not your lover
I am not your family