I know that you're broken, I see you hiding out in the open.
And there's no peace where you sleep, no safety beneath the sheets.
You can't run from the rage that fills you inside,
You can't bury the hatred that strangles your life.
You've lost what you've lost, but your love is a curse,
To fake it not feel it would make it all but the worse.
And I have lived this just like you.
When you have light to give, you may need to burn to live.
Release her hand to leave you a cold lost man,
Because I know you don't want to see her hurt.
You don't know love, I've felt the difference.
How can you sing with broken lungs?
You're no heathen.
Stop and listen, to the sound of the breeze on the trees,
Place your feet in the soil, bones buried beneath the leaves.
You used to find peace here, and g
And there's no peace where you sleep, no safety beneath the sheets.
You can't run from the rage that fills you inside,
You can't bury the hatred that strangles your life.
You've lost what you've lost, but your love is a curse,
To fake it not feel it would make it all but the worse.
And I have lived this just like you.
When you have light to give, you may need to burn to live.
Release her hand to leave you a cold lost man,
Because I know you don't want to see her hurt.
You don't know love, I've felt the difference.
How can you sing with broken lungs?
You're no heathen.
Stop and listen, to the sound of the breeze on the trees,
Place your feet in the soil, bones buried beneath the leaves.
You used to find peace here, and g