Texty: Candlebox. Lucy. Crooked Halo.

Eyes to you every hand I see.
Eyes to you, very heavy in my hands.
Eyes raised up to your hand, my arms diseased
Eyes fall, eye follow you, and I?ll be,
Some thing?s not ready for
My love to you.
I?ve been this space for you.
Our crooked halos and I, I fall to you again.
Some things I, some things I?ve never been told.
Your head to me, heavy as I?m dropping down.
So you raise it to me, as my feet, my feet they hit the ground.
All for you my hands are burning,
All for you my knees they?re hurting.
I push it down for, I push it down for, I push it down for,
Some things not ready for
My love to you.
I?ll be your, your space to you,
Your crooked halo, and I fall, I fall, I fall to you again.
Some things I, some things I?ve never been told
Can you see that we?ve raced these lessons of our days,
We?re better off here yeah, we?re better off dead,
These eyes follow you,
My eyes follow you,
Do you remember in our day?
Won?t you let it go
Can you see me my tired friend?
There's something I need to tell you.
I guess I meant to give to you a long, long road ago.
It?s all for your my hands are beating,
It?s all for you my mind, I?ve needed you.
I fall to you again, and I fall to you again.
There?s some things I?ve never been told,
There?s some things we?ve never shown
There?s some lines I?ve never told you,
There?s some times I, I?ve never showed you
Do you still need my time if I show it to you?
And do you still write it off every time I open to you?
I know it?s alright, I know it?s alright, I know it?s alright