Our love is dead but without limit, like the surface of the moon or the land between here and the mountains It is not these hiding places that have keep us innocent but the way you taught me to just let it all go by So we have learned to be as faithless, stand behind the bulletproof glass, exchanging our affections through a drawer It was always horribly convenient and happening too fast You should count your change before you are even out the door Yes, you should but please
Return, return to the person that you were And I will do the same because it is too hard to belong to someone who is gone My compass spins The wilderness remains Once too often, I have retreated into the depths of my despair I built a barricade to block you on the road But standing there with all of my possessions, piled higher than a house, I felt closer to you than you ever could have known So let these tiny acts of charity become common ground of which to build a monument to commemorate our time And though, you say, you've found another who will surely speed you on your way, don't let the forest grow over that you came there by But you will, so Hurry up and run to the one that you love And blind him with your kindness And he will make war, old war, on who you were before And he'll claim all that has spoiled your heart
Well, now, I tell myself I've mended under these patches of blue sky There are still a few holes that let in a little rain So it is crying on my shingles My floorboards moan under my feet The refrigerator is whining, so I've got reason to complain But I am not gonna bless you with such compliments, some degrading psalm of praise, like the kind that converted you to me so long ago Because the truth is that gossip is as good as gospel in this town You can save face but you won't ever save your soul And that's a fact Hurry up and run to the one that you love And tie him in you likeness, And he'll become, become the prisoner I was And know all that has spoiled your heart