Cocoon

You have been a home
A butterfly cocoon
You have been a candle
You have been a womb
But I've been living underneath your shelter for too long
Now I'm ready to be moving on

You said that you were lost
A stranger in your life
And you could use a saint
So I should be your wife
I brought you organic tea and love and sympathy
But I never could bring you me

Oh, you're not going to say to me
That "losing you is killing me"
And cover me in sand until I die here
You're not going to label me
A victim of my history
"This is where you're born so now you die here"
Time and time and time and time and time and time again.

Now, I can see your face
Just beyond the trees
And I can hear your voice
Laughing on the breeze
Well, that's the use of memory
The moment doesn't last
You are safely buried in my past

Oh, you're not going to say to me
That "losing you is killing me"
And cover me in sand until I die here
You're not going to capture me
Sleeping with my history
Twisting it around until I die here
Time and time and time and time and time and time again.

Oh, you're not going to say to me
That "losing you is killing me"
And cover me in sand until I die here
You're not going to label me
A victim of my history
"This is where you're born so now you die here"
Time and time and time and time and time and time again
Time and time and time and time and time and time again.