Width of the Wound

Simple pleasures keep me dragging onward
On, but not further
Still, your scorn reaches me through the ether
Unwilling receiver
And I live the past over again

Tonight, I remember your face
And taste the way you taste
I can feel your skin and the beating of a heart
That never let me in

Shaking the stones of this crypt, I live to
Dig up the bones of the sin I hid
The width of the wounds that we survived with is the
Depth of the tomb I am buried in

Tonight, I remember your face
And taste the way you taste
I can feel your skin and the beating of a heart
That never let me in

Decades and miles away
It all went wrong, I still can't escape
And the pieces that I keep
Don't mean anything

Tonight, I remember your face
And taste the way you taste
I can feel your skin and the beating of a heart
That never let me in

Decades and miles away
It all went wrong, I still can't escape
And the pieces that I keep
Don't mean anything
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Writer(s): Brian Haran
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