Sometimes I want you to hurry
So we can get to the end.
I'm sick of telling a story
That I just couldn't defend.
I want to cross the sea but it's not up to me.
Oh things done and said,
I'm going under again.
For years and for hours I've missed you.
I'm back at the start
But I don't know where you are.
In the hope and the shame I've missed you
Oh, things said and done
I'm left holding the gun, holding the gun.
Tearing the seams while I try to believe
For years and for hours I've missed you.
You've never given an answer
That didn't give you away.
You said you're doing your best to hold the light
But you're not even awake.
I want to cross the sea but it's not up to me.
Oh things done and said,
I'm going under again.
For years and for hours I've missed you.
I'm back at the start but I don't know where you are.
In the hope and the shame I've missed you
Oh, things said and done
I'm left holding the gun, holding the gun.
Tearing the seams while I try to believe
For years and for hours I've missed you.
She's starting to breech and flooding with fear.
She's taking on water mixed with tears.
It's under my feet and over my head.
I don't understand how you can sleep through this
