Her Voices

Looking at you I see her face Through all these years, just waiting It all catches up to you when you slow down I'm back in that yard, tasting that shame Of pushing her down, Of kids and her games Their strongholds We had a bigger world, we had a better view I guess I never fully realized then What she lost when I cut that loss So she filled the void with unearthly friends Voices of hers, greater than us We had a bigger world, we had a better view I wish she'd never told us about her voices We were strong, we were much too strong Never forgive, never forget We picked and pierced, we ripped and we tore We hit and we scratched to make in her a hole Glares and eyes, whispers and notes Attached to her every pose We fed her shouts For the collection of her voices I was too weak to collect But so, it turned out, was she Both paid in soul for the cutting of that loss Their ugly truth Outnumbered by far her beautiful dream And I closed my eyes Were her eyes in yours already when we met? Am I still paying debts to recover Life? Now I can see she proved to be right As she was called down It's sad though That I turned out to be one of her voices. --- Her Voices - Pain of Salvation