when i heard about the coming day

wish i could wake up from this dream

in it i see a family photographed

and there you are, tucked in the scene

and theres a jealous net inside my chest

theres a hurt and sadness there

maybe i'd tell you all about it

if i thought you'd care



heavy heart gets lighter by your side

but there are thoughts i'd wish i'd heard

if they ask you how i'm holding up

say i'm holding out for the words



whats the sense in being so sensitive?

can i trade this thin skin for a shell?

there are somethings i've got no feeling about

but there are some things i can tell



heavy heart get lighter by yourself

it's been so long since you capsized

and you've been lying out there in the sun

has it begun? has it begun?



heavy heart, have you heard?

that i could use the words