The Desolation of Spring Will Stetson

Been hurt then, now and again
And forming as a hole, pain grows within my chest
I hold one needle and I sew this closed with thread

No matter all the days my heart’s saved
I would shut my mouth and I would take all this weight
I’d bear the pain for every day, still even as I felt I’d break

Been hurt then, now and again
I’d sew to forget that hole within my chest
All I wanted in the end was to stay by your side instead

No matter all the days my heart’s saved
I would face the weight, though I was sick with the strain and the blame
Couldn’t take all your pain that I can’t erase

If I shut my mouth and wait, I’ll escape the pain and the heartache

The me that you’ve seen wasn’t enough to keep, now it seems
I only wished to be of use through the grief I held so deep
Before all our ties die, let’s meet again in passing this time and say a final, last goodbye

The me that you’ve seen wasn’t enough to keep, now it seems
And yet, I’m reeling from the scene that you leave within my dreams
Before all our ties die, let’s meet again in passing, say goodbye with our regret we hold inside