The Window
Another quarter-mile or so until we make it
Another quarter-year or so until we break
But I'm staring out the window
At a world that just won't end
Wondering how much more
I'll force myself to take
Oh there is comfort in confusion and collision
There's an old familiar tune that I can't place
So I hide myself behind it
Though some days I just can't find it
When the shadows grow
And dance across my face
And if you could see me now
How would you find me
Another circumstance who's
Out of your control
Do I take these things to rend me
Or remind me
To pick me up
Or put me in a hole
It's a shame the laughter faded after sunrise
When old friends feel brand new and new the same
And all these second-guessings
Are they curses
Are they blessings
That we never seem to
Call it out by name
And if you could see me now
How would you find me
Another circumstance who's
Out of your control
Do I take these things to rend me
Or remind me
To pick me up
Or put me in a hole
And if you could see me now
How would you find me
Another circumstance who's
Out of your control
Do I take these things to rend me
Or remind me
To pick me up
Or put me in a hole
To pick me up
Or put me in a hole
Another quarter-year or so until we break
But I'm staring out the window
At a world that just won't end
Wondering how much more
I'll force myself to take
Oh there is comfort in confusion and collision
There's an old familiar tune that I can't place
So I hide myself behind it
Though some days I just can't find it
When the shadows grow
And dance across my face
And if you could see me now
How would you find me
Another circumstance who's
Out of your control
Do I take these things to rend me
Or remind me
To pick me up
Or put me in a hole
It's a shame the laughter faded after sunrise
When old friends feel brand new and new the same
And all these second-guessings
Are they curses
Are they blessings
That we never seem to
Call it out by name
And if you could see me now
How would you find me
Another circumstance who's
Out of your control
Do I take these things to rend me
Or remind me
To pick me up
Or put me in a hole
And if you could see me now
How would you find me
Another circumstance who's
Out of your control
Do I take these things to rend me
Or remind me
To pick me up
Or put me in a hole
To pick me up
Or put me in a hole
Credits
Writer(s): Sylvia Rylee
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