Breaker / Keeper - Fragments

Red on the carpet floor is all forgiven or forever stored

In each lie we tell and each silence, that we choose not to fill

Truth is, a part of me died, when you said, "I don't really want to be alive"

Time stood still and it hasn't really moved since

As the torrents bend the tired pines, I cave in to what I can't make right

My shield, my shroud - does it clear or does it cloud?

My shield, my shroud - does it clear or does it cloud?

My breaker, my keeper

My breaker, my keeper

Your sorrow, your martyrdom

Lord knows, I harbor some of the same darkness in my mind

Now the spaces seem to grow between the light

Frightened, fearful words

All that you swear, you believe, you didn't deserve

All you decry

Well, it's all been burned so deep inside my mind

As the torrents bend the tired pines, I cave in to what I can't make right

My shield my shroud - does it clear or does it cloud?

My thread, my way out - my only hope and all my doubt

My breaker, my keeper

I was a shoe horn; I was a crowbar

I was your Ohio Blue Tip

I was your old man; I was a best friend

I was there and that is all

I was a shoe horn; I was a crowbar

I was your Ohio Blue Tip

I was your old man

I was a best friend that was there and that is all

My breaker, my keeper

My breaker, my keeper

My breaker, my keeper

My breaker, my keeper