The Good Left Undone


The fields where nothing grew but weeds,
I found a flower at my feet,
Bending there in my direction

I wrapped a hand around it's stem,
I pulled until the roots gave in,
Finding now what I've been missing,
And I know

So I tell myself, tell myself it's wrong,
There's a point we pass from which we can't return,
I felt the cold rain of the coming storm,
All because you

I haven't slept in so long,
When I do I dream,
Of drowning in the ocean,
Longing for the shore,
Where I can lay my head down,
I'll follow your voice,
All you have to do is,
Shout it out

Inside my hands these petals browned,
Dried up falling to the ground,
But it was already too late now,
I pushed my fingers through the earth,
Returned this flower to the dirt,
So it could live,
I walked away now

But I know
Not a day goes by when I don't feel this burn,
There's a point we pass from which we can't return,
I felt the cold rain of the coming storm

All because of you,
I haven't slept in so long,
When I do I dream,
Of drowning in the ocean,
Longing for the shore,
Where I can lay my head down,
I'll follow your voice,
All you have to do is shout it out

All because of you
All because of you

All because of you
I haven't slept in so long,
When I do I dream,
Of drowning in the ocean,
Longing for the shore,
Where I can lay my head down,
Inside these arms of yours

All because of you,
I believe in angels,
Not the kind with wings,
No, not the kind with halos,
The kind that bring you home,
When home becomes a strange place,
I'll follow your voice,
All you have to do is
Shout it out







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