My 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’ve let go, the net below has rot away
So my eyes seek reality and my fingers seek my veins
The trash fire is warm, but nowhere safe from the storm
And I can’t bear to see what I’ve let me be so wicked and worn
So as I write to you of what is done and to do
Maybe you’ll understand and you won’t cry for this man ’cause low man is due
Please forgive me
My eyes seek reality, my fingers feel for faith
Touch clean with a dirty hand, I touch the clean to the waste
The trash fire is warm, but nowhere safe from the storm
And I can’t bear to see what I’ve let me be so wicked and worn
So as I write to you, yeah, of 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…
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 alleyway, confess all to the rain
But I lie, lie straight to the mirror, the one I’ve broken to match my face
The trash fire is warm, but nowhere safe from the storm
And I can’t bear to see what I’ve let me be so wicked and worn
So as I write to you of 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…
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
My eyes seek reality, my fingers seek my veins…