Music : Hands Like Houses
We get in our own way
Tripping on our feet
Filling up our heads too much with words too hard to speak.
Drowning in a place
Where the night can not escape
Commit ourselves into the depths
Exposed against a page
Caught in a phrase
An echo in our minds
A flash, a flood, and it's burned into our eyes
I can't explain enough
And I won't let it last the night
I'll show you that the image is still there unseen
It's darkest before the light
If we shut our eyes to see
The things that we have lost inside the lines between
Between the black and white
Where everything goes grey
And everything's unsaid, undone
And the negative bleeds away
To reveal the memory
That we've waited for so long for
The image shifts and the acid drips down the paper to the floor.
Caught in a phrase
An echo in our minds
A flash, a flood, and it's burned into our eyes
I can't explain enough
And I won't let it last the night
I'll show you that the image is still there unseen.
It's darkest before the light
If we shut our eyes to see
The things that we have lost inside the lines between
We're so nervous to see if we we've let too much in
If we were out of focus or out of frame
I know it's a moment of truth
If a recollection captured reality
Or if it's lost forever
I can't explain enough
And I won't let it last the night
I'll show you that the image is still there unseen
It's darkest before the light
If we shut our eyes to see
The things that we have lost inside the lines between
I can't explain enough
And I won't let it last
The image is still there unseen