On The Threshold

On the mind
And soaked in the spirit
Standing white
And shy on the limit
The low light still finds either wall
Oh baby I'm like a storm
And I don't know anything about life
But I do seem to like it

Eyes are wide
And shocked by the mirror
No face of mine
The face of a sinner
And somehow I'm found in the wars
Baby I'm like a note
But one with a voice and a weight in the head
I think of you

I dream of a moment
I had on a walk
A boy and a mother
But my face and yours
It's just like that mirror
I mentioned before
I'm not who I was

Every hour
I speak to my panic
And watch the door
Oh I can't stand it
And some night they'll find something more
Baby I'm like a fawn
And gone is the light at the end of my bed
I think of you

I dream of the moment
They walk through the hall
And stop at the limit
A creak in the floor
My voice isn't ready
I've lost it before

I'm not who you want
I'm not the one
I'm not who I was
I'm not the cause



Credits
Writer(s): Jared Celosse
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