Wait, don't stop You have gotten to me. At last I know I broke your fall But I can't repent the past It hurts Thumbtacks in My Marrow I rest on old familiar ruins that I can't recall
And so I fall And so I follow The way back home
Leave a hint Of your broken image Before I shed this crackled glass And take the final leap Into the womb of all rusted feathers And I'll see you when I am born into your world again