What do you say to the things that you hate When they're coming alive in the back of your mind What do you say when you hate what you've made When you're trying to trust but you're fucking it up Down like a dove comes a sign As a tear to the cheek from her lovesick eye And then like the lord She wasn't there anymore I wait for the day like inevitable rain Where, just like the dust, I will swallow you up And down like a flood comes a sign As I tug on her hem like a sleepless child And down like a flood comes a sign In the form of a man clearly loosing his mind Then like the lord that man wasn't there anymore With your hand in my hand and your head on my chest I was kissing your neck till I ran out of breath Sometimes you got no choice To face what you fear the most To say that I need this Would be an understatement