wake in the morning sunlight

with birds that ring in your dreams like tiny lizards sighing

and you won't wake

and my eyes strain



and the beat of the drum

it's the sound of my heart that's breaking

and you won't wake



i try to write it down though my arm hurts

and my eyes strain

i try to write it down though my arm hurts

and my eyes strain



it's just another piece of something to hold onto

just another piece of something to hold onto

just another piece of something to hold onto

just another piece of something to hold onto

just another piece of something to hold onto



i wake in the morning sunlight

your words they ring in my dreams like all my visions dying

and you awake



and the beat of the drum

it's the sound

of my heart

and it's breaking

yes it's breaking



i try to write it down though my arm hurts

and my eyes strain

i try to write it down though my arm hurts

and my eyes strain

i try to write it down though my arm hurts

and my eyes strain

i try to write it down though my arm hurts

and my eyes strain

i try to write it down though my arm hurts

and my eyes strain



it's just another piece of something to hold onto

just another piece of something to hold onto

just another piece of something to hold onto

just another piece of something to hold onto

just another piece of something to hold onto



everytime i look back on my situation

my heart is filled with love and adjulation

for the times that we share and the times that we lost

in this time that we live you know it's worth what it costs...

you know it's worth what it costs

it's always worth what it costs