For Want Of

I, I believed memory might mirror no reflections on me
I, I believed that in forgetting I might set myself free

But I woke up this morning with a piece of past caught in my throat
And then I choked

I, I bled. I tried to hide the heart from the head
And I, I said I bled. In the arms of a girl I'd barely met

And I woke up this morning with the present in splinters on the ground
And then I drowned

And if I can't see it's for want of you
You said, "I see"
If there's nothing here then it's probably mine
Well, my, my turn to see. If there's nothing here it will always be mine, mine

But I woke up this morning with a piece of past caught in my throat
And then I choked

I, I guess I've learned the taste of days that will always burn
I, I guess I've learned if it's in the corner of my eye I can't always turn

And I woke up this morning with the present in splinters on the ground
And then I drowned

And if I can't see it's for want of you, you