On the cusp of relief I carried myself until I Could believe what a different set of words could mean. And showing in the dirt my teeth had been Hurt, the topic of relief had started to keep me in. Another person's eye could've been mine, Could've been nearer, could've been clearer, too right. On the cusp of relief I carried myself. Showing in the dirt my teeth had been hurt, The topic of relief had started to keep me in. On the cusp of relief I carried myself.