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I was looking at the leaves, climbing to the tops of the trees... But you were nowhere to be found; Just beneath all the green you were buried like a little seed... Among the roots and underground. I was licking at the leaves, but I was in short sleeves and you, You were like some sickness that I caught; And my sweetheart moved away, swept off like garbage in the alleyway... And I need more grace than I thought. (Oh, please, brother, I am far...brother, I am far away...brother, I am far away from everything. Oh, brother, I am far...brother, I am far away...brother! I am far away from everything good!) She's like a hot cloth on a fevered head, And like a needle she leads me (while I follow like thread) Tie me up! Untie me! All this wishing I was dead is getting old... IT'S GETTING OLD!! ...it goes on, but it's old. I was swimming through the waves for what must have been days... But could find no relief; When I started sinking down I thought for certain I would drown... Until I saw you in the ocean, Underneath all the bright colored fish tell of a treasure in a dull shell... "Such subtlety, so easily missed!" You, my hidden pearl of pure and perfect love, And I'm the living example of 100% the opposite of this. Letras de canciones (If I ask the same questions...well, yes, sir, I ask the same questions... Well, maybe I repeat myself from time to time. But if I ask the same questions...and then I know I ask the same questions, It's because everyone who answers me is a liar!!) She's like the hot cloth on a fevered head, And like a needle she leads me (while I follow like thread) But you untied me...didn't You untie me, Lord? And now I haven't even thought about killing myself in almost five months. From Letras Mania