i should have known better
to see what i could see
my black shroud
holding down my feelings
a pillar for my enemies i should have wrote a letter
and grieve what i happen to grieve
my black shroud
i never trust my feelings
i waited for the remedy when i was three three maybe four
she left us at that video store
be my rest be my fantasy
be my rest be my fantasy i'm light as a feather
i'm bright as the oregon breeze
my black shroud
frightened by my feelings
i only wanna be a relief no i'm not a go-getter
the demon had a spell on me
my black shroud
captain of my feelings
the only thing i wanna believe when i was three and free to explore
i saw her face on the back of the door
be my rest be my fantasy
be my rest be my fantasy i should have known better
nothing can be changed
the past is still the past
the bridge to nowhere
i should have wrote a letter
explaining what i feel that empty feeling don't back down concentrate on seeing
the breakers in the bar the neighbor's greeting
my brother had a daughter
the beauty that she brings illumination don't back down there is nothing left
the breakers in the bar no reason to live
i'm a fool in the fetter
rose of aaron's beard where you can reach me don't back down: nothing can be changed
cantilever bridge the drunken sailor
my brother had a daughter
the beauty that she brings illumination