nineteen minutes later - First Day Lyrics

I heard what you bury when it's January
'Cause your toes tapped in time, they draw out the starting line
You're looking for someone's hand but they never understand
And the worst of it all, they're waiting for your fall
I wanna know where your mind goes
And I wanna see what you reap
What you reap
Before you go under, would you do me the wonder
And spell out your name so I can hold on the flame?
I heard what you bury every February
That day that your father left you at the altar
I wanna know where your mind goes
And I wanna see what you reap
What you reap
And this is where it happened on the hill dressed in satin
Like a bird leaving home, flying west out of the nest and I know
When I'm out on my own I'll be low to the ground
Where the insects can lounge and the world has no sound
When the beating begins in my head I'll pretend
I don't hear it, but then, someone will send
A letter to measure my focus instead
A reminder for whoever, you're not hopeless or dead
'Cause you're not hopeless
You're not dead
You're not hopeless
And you're not dead
Oh, I wanna know where your mind goes
And I wanna see what you reap
What you reap