The Scope of All of This Rebuilding
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You cut our ropes
Left the umbilical
And now I carry around
This weight of broken hope
I can’t retrace
And I lost my hold
And blame myself because that is all
I’ve ever known
Your face shows doubt
When your head feels the wake of the sorrow
Swore to me that you could live without
Then the beg turns to take turns to borrow
Help me down
I just want this out
When you bend, when you break, when you follow
You cut me out
Then you cut our ropes
Left the umbilical
And now i’m lost and I can’t take this path back home
Send a birthday card
Leave a one-way note
I lied. I’m sorry. This isn’t easy. I don’t know
And you’d ask me to “open your walls to this.”
But I’m scared, fingers broken
And ill-prepared to let this drag out
When you forgot the words to our song
When you can’t remember names its been too long
When you stopped asking what was wrong
All the pressure built up it was too strong
I can't make this better
It fell out of my hands because
I just wasn't built to hold on
And I can’t remember names its been too long
And I can’t find your face in the crowd
I made a promise said my eyes would stay shut
Through something called the scope of all of this rebuilding
I broke when I entered. Displaced from the center
I can’t find my way around this
My wounds healed while my fingers fixed
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