I left everybody and went home to rest
There was a silence to the departure
It wasn't quite silent, but there was silence to it
The way when it's been raining for a long time
The noise of it all just bends and sits in whatever you're doing
And then you only really notice when you get up and it's gone
Well, it was one of those, I guess
And I got up, a spattering of life, of living
Of evidence that we existed that was littered everywhere
And that's what it felt like: litter
Is this what a soul feels like, something thrown out a car window?
Is that what a soul feels like, just evidence in a locker?
There were a lot of long funny days wrapping up in this
It was a timeframe of an explosion
And we were about to break that weak facade
We had a cool, cynical approach to technology
You couldn't get a hold of us if you tried and
Nobody was trying to get a hold of us
At least much back then
We were a lonely gang, we were a desperate clique
We wanted you to want to be you and me, we didn't trust anything
And that's what this whole thing stems from: trust
I didn't think of God back then as anything other than a word
But now as we're packing up and spinning our loose ends together
I know so many words that have lost or gained meaning
I say sorry a whole lot, but the right people never hear me
You're a stowaway
You're a hollow thought
A faith that comes and goes
As awkwardly as you want
There was gasoline on my hands
Mixing with a bit of glass from the window
There was a little rainbow in my blood
It stirred in me quiet and lyrical
So I left and went home to rest
I managed to get myself to bed
But there wasn't really much of me left
We were a lonely gang, we were on a desperate streak
I wanted you to want to be you and me
I would have done anything and you took my trust
But I guess what this whole thing stems from is lust
I didn't think of myself back then as much more than a name
But now that I'm thinking of our loose ends together
I know so many names that have lost or gained meaning
I say sorry a whole lot, but you never seem to hear me
I say sorry a whole lot, but it doesn't make it easy
I say sorry a whole lot, but you never seem to hear me
I say sorry a whole lot, but it doesn't make it easy
I say sorry a whole lot, but you never seem to hear me
I say sorry a whole lot, but you never seem to hear me
I say sorry a whole lot, but it doesn't make it easy
I say sorry a whole lot, but you never seem to hear me
I say sorry a whole lot, but it doesn't make it easy
