Won't you take my hand as we scale this fence, unscathed
Aiming for the crest of a hill above, the bay
From this vantage point I swear that I can find
All that's holy now reflecting in your eyes
Here the present was a dream
That the future would unseat
Out of pocket, on my knees
I'll exhaust myself to see
Summer's spent in bliss from the trips we took, yet one day
I recall alone on the porch I stood, so dismayed
There devotion met defeat
Facing stubborn fantasies
Out of pocket, on my knees
Still I fail determining
Where life takes shape
In pieces
Sorting through the memories I've betrayed
Now the years extend like a broken fence, unchained
I imagine if I could reach back through, what I'd say
Probably yell "Hey fool, you won't surpass these heights"
So the past is all I see
In distorted rosy sheens
I'm still waiting on my knees
For the courage to proceed
Here life takes shape
In pieces
Sorting through the memories that remain
Here life takes shape
In pieces
Sorting through the memories that remain
Here life takes shape
In pieces
Sorting through the memories I've betrayed
