Texty: Jessie Baylin. Firesight. Not a Day More.

This afternoon has grown as cold
As the hand I've been given
No warmth and never good light, instead
The dreary hour's always upon me
Freezing up my home
Towering above me like a god-less sky

I can't go on like this, not a day more
Pouring all I have come to know
Into open hands that are still somehow closed
I can't go on like this, not a day more

This is a shape of love
Jagged in a way it's love
The one that cuts, you're leaving room
For me to still go out and find some
Take control and leave behind
A part of me that's still attached to you

I can't go on like this, not a day more
Pouring all I have come to know
Into open hands that are still somehow closed
I can't go on like this, not a day more

I know that you are not enough
I know that you are not enough
You put me in the state of mind of someone else
Who I've looked at through their broken eyes begging
Does everybody know?
Does everybody know this face?

This afternoon has grown as cold
As the hand I've been given
No warmth and never good light, instead
The dreary hour's always upon me
Freezing up my home
Towering above me like a god-less sky

I can't go on like this, not a day more
Pouring all I have come to know
Into open hands that are still somehow closed
I can't go on like this, not a day more

I can't go on like this, not a day more
Pouring all I have come to know
Into open hands that are still somehow closed
I can't go on like this, not a day more