Letras
What's left of life
To be selfish in pain and held back in May?
I know I'm resistant to change and accepting of blame
Alone on that floor, were you breathing?
But where are you now without that breath in your lungs?
I'll stick to my sackcloth and ash
Won't take down my harp and sing
I keep dragging my feet
Ignoring all of the things that are right
I'll stick to my slingshot and stones
I'll aim for the sky, let it all fall back to me
Like piercing, recycling rain to refill my wells with blame
What's next in life?
I've been waiting for everyone to curl up and fade away
Spent this whole last year with
No expectations or plans guiding my way
Were you watching?
But where am I now without you guiding my way?
I'll stick to my sackcloth and ash
Won't take down my harp and sing
I keep dragging my feet
Ignoring all of the things that are right
I'll stick to my slingshot and stones
I'll aim for the sky, let it all fall back to me
Like piercing, recycling rain to refill my wells with blame
What's left of life?
Keep my heart in line
Keep my plans in check
Keep my love alive
Keep you on my mind
I'll stick to my sackcloth and ash
Won't take down my harp and sing
I keep dragging my feet
Ignoring all of the things that are right
I'll stick to my slingshot and stones
I'll aim for the sky, let it all fall back to me
Like piercing, recycling rain to refill my wells with blame