Through My Fingers

music - Patrick Allen, Tom Lynch
lyrics - Patrick Allen

A life too fragile to depend on eyes
Can prove it only takes a day to sever ties
as vows corrode to rust
my guarded trust in memory's fading fast
Just one more branch on the tree of lies

Somewhere in a stream
of reflection doubt and dream
I hold to a tattered wish
that I could've heard you scream
Did my senses miss the signs?
Was there nothing to distill?
is this but a tragedy?
Or a failure of weak Will it come to pass
in the judgement halls of time
that this wasn't meant to last
or you were my greatest crime?
So hiding behind devotion
and "I do the best I can,"
through my fingers slips the notion
that I am a decent man

A broken body
A one-track-mind
I never realized how far
you'd get left behind
Upon deeper dissection
my affection slips right through the cracks
of bitter failings long-defined

Somewhere in the lack
of preparation and tact
lies a jagged shard of faith
that won't let me take it back
The devourers of guilt
find their prey is stirring still
and hope soon to finish feasting
Though I doubt they ever Will it come to pass
in the judgement halls of time
that this wasn't meant to last
or you were my greatest crime?
So hiding behind devotion
and "I do the best I can,"
through my fingers slips the notion
that I am a decent man

No time to dawdle, to dangle, to dance
In this busy-body world you only get one chance
I wish I'd said goodbye
I should've said goodbye
I didn't say
I wish I'd said
I should've said goodbye

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