You can count all the letters I ever wrote
One better count the words I ever spoke
I am tethered to her now; run away, and I'll choke
How do you measure the end of a rope?
I like to imagine that love's like an atom
You split one up, you won't know it happened
But your plants won't grow and you're flattened
You can count all the bridges I ever burned
The digits will tell you what you need to learn
It'd take frigates to haul off the hurt that I've churned
How do you measure the ash in an urn?
When we speak all but kindness the windows go blind-less
And the one light that blinds us is the only tie that binds us
Maybe we'll leave all the darkness behind us
I like to imagine that love's like an atom
You split one up, you won't know it happened
But your plants won't grow and you're flattened
You can count all the letters I ever wrote
One better count the words I ever spoke
I am tethered to her now; run away, and I'll choke
How do you measure the end of a rope?
