You’ll say I’ve lost my mind But these years of would-be left behind Well they’ll just hide In your soul They’ll hide in your soul I know, I know We’ll remember these embers and coal But this love was not heart and soul Oh if you could turn us back Just like clockwork If we both could just repaint This tattered artwork The night you broke inside Queen of closeted passion I wished that I had only tried I wish this old house weren’t ashen Little clocks I know, I know Why wont they leave you alone But you’ll open up again Your striking skin and bone Little cracks I saw, I saw In the bricks of our walls Oh the ache, the guilt, the awe As it crumbles and falls