Frank Turner
Scalpel and Thread
With eyes closed and a smile
She smashed the future of might-have-beens
She tore down all these paper walls
And folded them into planes
'let's cut our bare feel on these shards
And bleed out all the lies'
She broke it all
And left me to admire

We watched you fly high your wings moulting sparks as you skimmed the edge of belief
Despair shook our hearts (filled only with longing that you might land in safer greener climes)
Waves rose to meet you, not road. Foam can't catch as well as silk and so we watched you drown. These waves will take your name, I swear to god

I couldn't hold open my eyes
It's all my fault
I breathed for you as you choked
It's all my fault
I'm not as weak as i once said
It's all my fault
I would be strong but for the fucking memory
It's all my fault

I'll do the best i can
I hold you in my thoughts each day
You started to mean everything
The very second i let you go
I'll do the best i ever can
The very best
'let's heal these wounds with words and tears' she said
'my words will be the scalpel, your tears will be the thread that makes us whole again.'
(fade in light like fire burns sound distinguish breathing synchronize with my heart you force us to give up on love we find ourselves lost again we all fall down find strength inside and we can love take ours and we can only watch friendship slowly die)

She opened the skin like an eyelid whence the healing stream doth flow

Let's wash ourselves in this healing stream and learn to swim