Quiet Arrows

Sharp Is The Train

Quiet Arrows


I shook hands with my thoughts today
We agreed to go our separate ways
Set aside all the differences
Mine were yellow, theirs were grey

I don't know where the balance lies
Today i wish that it would open its eyes
Glance around at the indifferences
Yawn and turn upon a sleepy sigh

Sharp is the strain so am I to blame
For changing the subject and forgetting names
Shove them away as I hesitate
Steadily spilling all that still remains	 (2x)

I suspect that there is more debris
Splintered pieces left inside of me
Thinking through what the difference is
Between extracting the sting and remedy

Sharp is the strain so am I to blame
For changing the subject and forgetting names
Shove them away as I hesitate
Steadily spilling all that still remains

Ohh Ohh	(2x)

Sharp is the strain so am I to blame
For changing the subject and forgetting names
Shove them away as I hesitate
Steadily spilling all that still remains
(2x)

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