The Knot
For some it's proof for others, certain death
We're not bereft, we are blessed
The knot was a noose
No wonder I wore blue
Underneath the other layers
Was the color of truth
I laugh when I'm asked when
I shall hang myself again
'Cause the sores on my neck still feel new
The hands on each clock
Are ticking towards that knot
At least that's what we're taught
How to dig our own plots
See these ropes?
They are my own
And if they will be retied
They're going to intertwine on my own time
Not everyone thinks it's hallowed
So don't push me back to the gallows
So don't push me back to the gallows
The knot is a noose
When it's forced and not embraced
I had myself a taste
And the bitterness remains
I laugh as I'm asked when
I shall drink that cup again
As if there is an absence of that pain
Well we solemnly swear
That our paths are ours to own
To have and to hold
To direct where they unfold
Our sentiment is rich
And no poorer all the same
We can commit without laying our claim
Believe that vow is far from shallow
So don't shove us back to the gallows
Don't shove us back to the gallows
Don't shove us back to the gallows (For
some it's proof, for others certain death)
The knot was a noose
No wonder I wore blue
Underneath the other layers
Was the color of truth
We're not bereft, we are blessed
The knot was a noose
No wonder I wore blue
Underneath the other layers
Was the color of truth
I laugh when I'm asked when
I shall hang myself again
'Cause the sores on my neck still feel new
The hands on each clock
Are ticking towards that knot
At least that's what we're taught
How to dig our own plots
See these ropes?
They are my own
And if they will be retied
They're going to intertwine on my own time
Not everyone thinks it's hallowed
So don't push me back to the gallows
So don't push me back to the gallows
The knot is a noose
When it's forced and not embraced
I had myself a taste
And the bitterness remains
I laugh as I'm asked when
I shall drink that cup again
As if there is an absence of that pain
Well we solemnly swear
That our paths are ours to own
To have and to hold
To direct where they unfold
Our sentiment is rich
And no poorer all the same
We can commit without laying our claim
Believe that vow is far from shallow
So don't shove us back to the gallows
Don't shove us back to the gallows
Don't shove us back to the gallows (For
some it's proof, for others certain death)
The knot was a noose
No wonder I wore blue
Underneath the other layers
Was the color of truth
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Writer(s): Emily Christine Davis
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