My cry for a fistful of sand breeds silence
Hold me, I'm folding, I can't see land
The world just blinks
Lead me, I'm stupid from a lesson learned
You've learned nothing
You told me to get lost to find myself

First it bleeds then it scabs
I feel like a haemophiliac
Would I change if you carried me back?
Yes, I would
Believe me now
Yes, I would
I can't sink now
Yes, I would

What if I am never thrown that rope?
And what if this tear in my side just pours and pours and pours?
I wonder if they'd notice that I'm not around
The loss of a lonely man never made much of a sound

First it bleeds then it scabs
I feel like a haemophiliac
Would I change if you carried me back?
Yes, I would
Believe me now
Yes, I would
I can't sink now
Yes, I would