Well, we were living on the promise land
We were collectors and traders of distance and hours
We would pierce and paint each other's skin
For the sake of communion, some form of completion
But all the blessings and curses you began to speak
They shook the very ground where I stood
Yeah, it didn't kill me
Just made me think of all the things that could
You grow a lot of love, I'm always running out
And you keep trying to force feed me, it just creates a hollowed sound
Thawed me on out, out of this frozen house
Yeah, I found warmth right next to you
But now you radiate from miles away
You've got me melting in my shoes
But I don't belong here, I'm just passing through
And hiding out till the coast is clear
Now you've got me wrapped in your hands and plans
And there's nothing I can do
You grow a lot of love, I'm always running out
And you keep trying to force feed me but it's just not helping so
Cut me free, please
Collect me in your absolute beauty
I can't stop sleeping in, I just feel so unclean
Well I can tell you all about your taste in my mouth
Even when I bite through my tongue, it still remains
Throughout "good morning" messages, the way I reminisce
I was only holding out for summer but it never came
You grow a lot of love, I'm always running out
And you keep trying to force feed me but it's just not helping so
Cut me free, please
What a disappointment I turned out to be
Had all those years of practice and now we're noth