y eyes seek reality
My fingers seek my veins
There's a dog at your back step
He must come in from the rain
I fall cause I let go
The net below has ride away
So my eyes seek reality
And my fingers seek my veins
The trash fire is warm
No safe from the storm
And I can't bare to see
What life let me be
So wicked and worn
So as I write to you
What is done and to do
Maybe you'll understand
And won't cry for this man
'Cause low man is due
Please forgive me
My eyes seek reality
My fingers feel for fear
Touch clean with a dirty hand
I touched the clean to the wings
The trash fire is warm
No safe from the storm
I can't bare to see
What life let me be,
So wicked and worn
So as I write to you
What is done and to do
Maybe you'll understand
And won't cry for this man
'Cause low man is due
Please forgive me
Please forgive me
Please forgive me
So low the sky is all I see
All I want from you, is forgive me
So you bring this poor dog in from the rain
Though he just wants right back out again
And I cry, to the alley way
Confess all to the rain
But I lie, lie straight to the mirror
One I've broken, to match my face
The trash fire is warm
No safe from the storm
And I can't bare to see
What life let me be