Tired Eyes

And so clean
By the way you move
There's no falling lines between the sheets that build into you
And I've heard, there's no other way
To omit the stains of older men that pull you away
And I can lay, only twice as long
As the angry boy beneath my skin will pull you along
And don't delay, I'm a wounded man
Crumbled by the former scent of you, that always I'll miss

There's a space in your world that keeps you away
Tried to ring out my tongue to find you at bay
My wasted words have found you too late
That there's no shame in being scared of where you are

My words, they can never breathe
Past the sense of all you've given me, but never received
And I could lay, as such a wounded man
But there's always such a point it brings
That you feel ascend

There's a space in your world that keeps you away
Tried to ring out my tongue to find you at bay
My wasted words have found you too late
That there's no shame in being scared of where you are

There's no shame in being scared of where you are