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The first thing I'll buy is a piano
And I'll pretend you revolve around how tender I can be
Off a cliff in a remote celtic fog
I will cast all these woes cos my fingers are bound to the sounds I can't say with my mouth
And I'm sorry if I disappoint you

The spiders of guilt they dance so heavy on my skin
'Til i get to the place of the 'ha ha ha ha ha'
Where I skate away with you and Joni
To a dwelling place of a memory that sings forgiving harmony

And I'm sorry if I hurt you

When I'm there I will manage much better
There'll be time, I'll have time for the heart, head and do
In a place where the edge appears only in my sleep
I will give up this balancing act to the sea
I will give up
I will give up

And I'm sorry that I hurt you if I hurt you
There I go as usual making it all about me
Are you well, are you safe, are you happy?
I'm falling and fading, spilling the love you gave

Until then I will wait here with the spiders
I’ll pretend you revolve around how tender I can be
I have heard that there is truth if you can write in your own blood
So I’ll follow these sounds that are bound to my pulse
I will follow
I will follow

And I'm sorry that I hurt you if I hurt you
There I go as usual making it all about me
Are you well, are you safe, are you happy?
All I’m really trying to say is, I’m sorry.
I’m sorry.

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from the sweetest of tales from the bitterest edge, released May 13, 2002

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