The Moon Is Down

this is the last time i'll try to reach you
and my guess is, you'll just ignore me

without a passing glance
without the slightest sigh
without moving your hands
without the softest cry

if i'd say
go your own way, i'll be with you
make mistakes and i'll forgive you
home is waiting
here for you
when you return

rain reveals the foundation
and this one's wearing thin
and shifting in the sand

and the water does its damage
with its endless beating pulse
heralding the end

without a passing glance
without the slightest sigh
without moving your hands
without the softest cry

if i'd say
go your own way, i'll be with you
make mistakes and i'll forgive you
home is waiting
here for you
when you return

this is the last time i'll try to reach you
and my guess is that you'll just ignore it, just ingore me

go your own way, i'll be with you
make mistakes and i'll forgive you
home is waiting
here for you
when you return

give up what you think you have to say
formalities weaken the meaning that you'd convey
in truth hidden in the veiled insults
have failed results for everyone that lived that way

the training spent on all your words
was obvious in all we heard
was repetition
representing your best interests
while wishing us "the very best"
when that is something
that you would never give

and some things are better stressed
when unexpressed
cause silence can be overwhelming

the training spent on all your words
was obvious in all we heard
was repetition
representing your best interests
while wishing us "the very best"
when that is something
that you would never give

we'll find some way to prove you wrong

the training spent on all your words
was obvious in all we heard
was repetition
representing your best interests
while wishing us "the very best"
when that is something
that you would never give

the moon is down
and heaven is waiting
for us to find her in her sights
with focus that's strong
but my strength keeps slipping

now we're all the terminal cases
but we're so determined to thrive
and those with defeat on their faces
are those that we must keep alive
and i admire your strength
you keep us going on
you keep us fighting long after the fire

you've measured our strides
marked the degree of our fever
charted the log
made sure the temperature's rising

to fan the flames
and brandish our new courage proudly
as if it were ours from the outset
as if we were never alone

the moon is down
and heaven is waiting
for callers and entries
as we're calling out
"This is ours, ours, ours. This one is ours!

now we're all the terminal cases
but we're so determined to thrive
and those with defeat on their faces
are those that we must keep alive
and i admire your strength
you keep us going on
you keep us fighting long after the fire

your hands didn't move
well neither did mine
New Years will bring
so much to say
but nothing comes out right
both of us left without words
both of us lost in this world
it's softer than every before

and you were the outline
of everything you would become
the keeper of these hands
to hold you now
it is a far cry more than
anything that i deserve

i'm waiting to give you
whatever the world may bring
i'd give you my life
cause i don't own anything
it seemed like the bottom
was all that i had
until now
i'd give you my life
if you'd give me
yours somehow

your hands didn't move
well neither did mine
New Years will bring
me to you

i'm waiting to give you
whatever the world may bring
i'd give you my life
cause i don't own anything
it seemed like the bottle
was all that i had
until now
i'd give you my life
if you'd give me
yours somehow

if you insist on pictures of shorelines
then i insist on pages of your lines
meant for me, to be sent to me

remember watching the storms from the lifeguard stand
remember feeling the tingling
in my fingertips, when i touched your lips

and i recall how you sat on the same side of me
it always seemed that you'd always be on my side
you're my best side

and it's early June, so the sand's still dry
and you have got the boldest eyes
and i can't help but think it's right
that inside you it's me i'll find
and i'm still waiting

and it's early June, so the sand's still dry
and the storm off shore is not far behind
and i'm still waiting
and i'm still waiting

and sometimes you don't say a thing for a long while
and the ships off shore hold stories that we'd make
and sometimes we are held at bay by these miles
but less of you is more than i can take

and the moments that we've shared could last a lifetime
and the faith i have in us, will keep you near
and several of these miles placed in between us
mean several of these words being sent by mail

i hope this letter finds you well

and sometimes you don't say a thing for a long while
and the ships off shore hold stories that we'd make
and sometimes we are held at bay by these miles
but less of you is more than i can take