When we were young 
our words were innocent - 
whiter than snow, 
awkward and slow. 
Now when we speak, 
we risk an avalanche. 
But that's not enough now 
to reroute our plans. 

I believe that we've got it wrong, got it wrong. 
We'll realize when it's said and done, said and done, 
that in our words we've lost so much more 
than we've ever won. 

The aftermath 
is cracked wood where fences stood 
and the broken bones of our childhood. 

we put words inside God's mouth. 
We cover our tracks 
and get so proud of ourselves, 
we get so proud of ourselves, 
we get so proud of ourselves 
when we get away. 

I believe that we've got it wrong, got it wrong. 
we'll realize when it's said and done, said and done, 
that in our words we've lost so much more 
than we've ever won. 

It's in our nature to complicate, 
but in the end it's the casualties 
that carry all the weight.