why does her voice sound so sad
after all these fervent prayers
why is the darkness all she can find

after all these years helping poor

maybe being a saint doesn't mean you'll be happy

maybe being a son doesn't mean you're the one
when the sacrifice doesn't pay off
the time is stuck

running in circles on a broken wheel

maybe I'm going in the wrong direction

hiding what I really want as I can
maybe you don't mean to say what you really mean
if you ever hope to be understood at all


but you are the only one
who can dump cold water and make my bones soak

see what you can do
if you crush me flat I will not scream


you are the only one
who can scrape my nerves and make me sane
see what you can do

if you tear me apart somehow I will be whole