because this is something more than me,
when I should've been alive,
I thought about the rust,
the quote on the ledge about living on,
"that great conciousness of life,"
oh, what we frame and hang to get by,
whatever keeps your heart light,
whatever keeps you is all right by me,
but maybe I don't want to talk about
how this life layed me down,
or how I saw the change because
I didn't see you everyday,
a lack of noise isn't a lack of life,
and that's the way I think
when I say nothing at all,"
and let the words burn their
because if these walls could talk,
I still couldn't get over
so let's say nothing some more,
because the sand stays with me,
because the sand keeps you.