Just above my head, I could hear your heart beating
But oh, would not stand to let you in.
So often that what you long for and that what's your terror
Will stand side by side in the end you'll decide
When the picture's too tearful to look on,
Will it show the walls we could never break down,
Or the spaces left empty from too many places
For the ones who just can't hang around
Can you hum him home?
Or hum home him?
Is it something that seeps slowly from your skin?
'Cause oh, how it drips drolly from your sense of what's a sin,
I know that it's never been easy
But so many things, well they've just never been! Oh, no no no!
But it's sure your heart, it was always a pure one,
You could feel it in each second guess,
But the things you prescribed for your self preservation
Were mildly destructive at best, we were patient
And wondered sometimes, "where you headed?"
But oh no, no we never knew
Despite all the things that you dreaded
To find something fresh, something real, something true