a tape recorder, a length of rope
lack of focus, shred of hope
a piece of thread is all that holds
in this room you lost your heart
think of how the past gets bogged down
always underneath your feet
turn this off when it starts
it will always be incomplete
but no one can say that maybe someday your prayers won't be answered rewind
take her word she's always right
she's always there on your darkest night
you must go on what else is there for you to do now?
when you think you've lost my way
she'll hide the razors draw the shades
you'll try to find the last good memory you once had
turn this off when it starts to sound familiar
it will always be incomplete
but no one can say that maybe someday your prayers won't be answered
i'm sorry i didn't get to see you i'm sorry i didn't keep in touch
my friend i've been missing you very much
but you know it goes away