I'm ready to embrace this, I'm ready for repair

I've got so many layers left by amateur painters who covered

over what was there

I stuffed myself sick on your memory and the beautiful mess

we'd made

But I'm so tired of being inspired only when things slip away

They told me time would strip it all free and leave me bone

dry

They told me time would strip it all free but I'm no better than

when I left here the first time

I'm ready to erase this, I'm ready to begin

Spent myself trying to change all the beauty we d made just

to want it all back again

And with the clouds moving in, this hardly looks like the same

moon

And with the leaves all gone the trees that once stood strong

now look pinched and cruel