[00:43.26]I don't know if it was real or in a dream
[00:50.67]Lately waking up I'm not sure where I've been
[00:57.99]There was a table set for six and five were there
[01:05.19]I stood outside and kept my eyes upon that empty chair
[01:12.51]And there was steam on the windows from the kitchen
[01:20.76]Laughter like a language I once spoke with ease
[01:26.64]But I'm made mute by the virtue of decision
[01:34.77]I choose most of your life goes on without me
[01:45.27]Oh the fear I've known
[01:49.35]That I might reap the praise of strangers and end up on my own
[02:00.21]All I've sown was a song
[02:02.85]But maybe I was wrong
[02:20.34]I said to you the one gift which I'd adore
[02:23.28]Unwrap a package of the next 10 years unfolding
[02:33.15]But you told me if I had my way I'd be bored
[02:38.49]Right then I knew I loved you best born of your scolding
[02:47.94]When we last talked we were lying on our backs
[02:57.33]Looking up at the sky through the ceiling
[03:03.60]I used to lie like that alone out on the driveway
[03:09.96]Trying to read the greek upon the stars the alphabet of healing
[03:17.70]Oh I knew back then
[03:24.54]It was a calling that said if joy then pain
[03:32.43]The sound of the voice these years later is still the same
[04:18.54]I am alone in a hotel room tonight
[04:23.04]I squeeze the sky out but there's not a star appears
[04:30.51]Begin my studies with this paper and this pencil
[04:38.10]And I'm working through the grammar of my fears
[04:46.56]Mercy what I won't give
[04:52.50]To have the things which mean the most not to mean the things I miss
[05:00.27]Unforgiving the choice still is
[05:06.33]The language or the kiss

I don't know if it was real or in a dream
Lately waking up I'm not sure where I've been
There was a table set for six and five were there
I stood outside and kept my eyes upon that empty chair
And there was steam on the windows from the kitchen
Laughter like a language I once spoke with ease
But I'm made mute by the virtue of decision
I choose most of your life goes on without me
Oh the fear I've known
That I might reap the praise of strangers and end up on my own
All I've sown was a song
But maybe I was wrong
I said to you the one gift which I'd adore
Unwrap a package of the next 10 years unfolding
But you told me if I had my way I'd be bored
Right then I knew I loved you best born of your scolding
When we last talked we were lying on our backs
Looking up at the sky through the ceiling
I used to lie like that alone out on the driveway
Trying to read the greek upon the stars the alphabet of healing
Oh I knew back then
It was a calling that said if joy then pain
The sound of the voice these years later is still the same
I am alone in a hotel room tonight
I squeeze the sky out but there's not a star appears
Begin my studies with this paper and this pencil
And I'm working through the grammar of my fears
Mercy what I won't give
To have the things which mean the most not to mean the things I miss
Unforgiving the choice still is
The language or the kiss