The Weeping

Bess Atwell

Compositor: Bess Atwell

Hold me up
Let me sing ’till I'm untouchable
I get what I want
I know how to talk myself out of trouble

I saw us as two halves
But two halves of a whole
And now if I can help it
I barely see her at all

I'm a walking open wound
And I can’t stop the weeping mmm
Don’t say that everything
Happens for a reason

Which way’s the water
'Cause I can’t stop asking about it
It’s a lot to be home
But it’s nothing like you said

I saw us as four brothers
But four brothers in war
The meal’s on the table
The dinner’s at the door

I'm a walking open wound
And I can’t stop the weeping mmm
Don’t say that everything
Happens for a reason
Used to daydream I might find
Find her with the light on
Don’t say that it’s alright
To be a little frightened

Just one window lit, there is a silhouette
Somebody’s vacuuming while everyone’s gone home
I wonder do they feel alone
I watch the Sun go down behind the storage tower
Where they found a body seven years ago
It doesn’t feel like it’s been long enough to live here untouched by that
But everything bothers me
At least if no one else does, I know what I mean
I guess the weeping’s still coming out of me