Texty: Gretchen. Mouth Full Of Nails. Waste.

(verse 1)
In my effort to be real
You have often had to peel
Away the solid layering
of bitterness and spite

Then I'm left with nothing more
Than the child I was before
Unpretentous wandering to the truth

(chorus)
So come and take away the fear that binds me
Let me leave this world behind me
I don't want to fake
every moment I'm awake
So come and take away the fear that binds me
Let me leave this world behind me
I don't want to make
every moment I'm awake
a waste, a waste...

(verse 2)
Now it's easy to percieve
Cause it's hard enough to breathe
and never taste the innocence--the essence of your love

Every day the feeling grows
Everything that's in me knows
That you're unmistakedly
arrayed with the truth

(bridge)
It's growing, It's blowing,
I see it, I feel it
a Siren, a Torment,
Another time for us to say
Another way, another song to sing
another day, another voice for me
to say, to you