| room for error i bid you leave no room for error as you fumble for something to say i know you took the last surrender to save some beauty from the time it would take but now you're tongue-tied to the memory wipe your eyes as i carry it away and i will father my burdened conscience maybe we'll sing it to sleep someday if the bridge falls to the river will you drown with me that day flood me seven paces over as february takes me away listen, i carry all that i need it's just the sounds i'll never forget and as you sing me to sleep, my sada i hum forgiveness so you can rest march comes and hits me broadside the downside is i'm not home i felt the coldest snow in virginia when the sun still melts my bones i'm not home there's something i play over and over in my head as i walk away i should have left more room for error cause now i can't get you to fade. (c) copyright 2002 scott haskitt |
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