Not Even God Has The Right

darkness breaks from every corner, while men stand strait
to wait for it
too intertwined, by love left behind to find the time
to cherish it
swollen hands beat back the night, but not even god has the right
to care for them

burning brother, you never had a mother, but you still had your covers
to hide behind
it was the summer, i'd never felt younger, or more fully alive
we had stayed inside because of the weather, but it was of no matter
since we both couldn't drive
i thought to myself, i couldn't tell how i felt, but i knew i'd be complete
if i had died that night

push all the cherished thoughts i have back inside my mind
care for them like they've cared for you, they're all the jigsaw pieces of my life

well we were sweating without permission, and i thought i heard you mention
you were gone, well so long
we now travel through the airwaves, we just float up and down the stairways
like a fog, we are lost
do not disturb the delicate fabric, because you know it would be so tragic
if my balance was to be lost, and i fell off
our love is aways manic, it's all gone just the way i planned it
or so i thought, but i might be wrong
there's a burden of proof, that's kept me so far away from you
but that's not my job, I'm not your cop
failed to recognize your changing behavior, so you've just become another passing stranger
well that's my loss, but i've never forgot

time deliver us from want, take all the good things and pull them up front
because that's all you've really got, happiness and true love.