You can see the walls in her eyes it's holding back the world outside. You can feel the weight of her life. And you know that she thinks it's cold outside.
I took a drink of holy water. (It tasted like the pipes were rusty). I've listened to the words of wise men. (It sounded like their words were dusty).
I want to be new, let go yesterday. And hold on to whatever comes my way. I claim to be true you want yesterday. You hold your ground no matter what I say.