Everything slowly, taking shape in the graylight
Rummaging slowly, rummaging slowly
Through my mind
For the things that matter most
Time took a back seat
Time stopped for me
And in hindsight
You still owe me
For the love not shown to me
I have tried
Talking to your ghost
About the things that matter most
But that was getting old
So I let it go
Everything slowly, taking shape in the graylight
Rummaging slowly, rummaging slowly
Through my mind
For the things that matter most
So proud of me, neglecting to see graylight
You don't owe me a damn thing
But I have tried
To share what matters most
Your eyes remaining closed
That's been getting old
So I let it go
Turns out all I needed was some medicine
Came through in the kind words of a better friend
Reaching out with their hand to lend
Time will bend and mend the ruin of man
Turns out all I needed was some medicine
The same four notes from these birds again
They've travelled far with their song to lend
Time will bend and mend the ruin of man
Holy son, father ghost, all be damned.