One to Speak / How? Pt. 2 Lyrics

He can never be defined by himself

'Cos he's always on the run from my help

It's always on the line that I know

For all my good intentions I can't hold

This discussion for the rest of my life

At some point I must leave and that's my right

In equal measure he accepts this fact

While continuing to talk around her back

And I've always been the last one to know

About the troubles that have haunted him the most

That's always been the case for those who stay on the fringes 'til its all become too late

But he hasn't been the same in quite a while

Hasn't felt the brightness of a smile

Wasn't dealt a home and that's not fair

Doesn't have a place to clear the air

And he was always blaming someone else

And he only ever spoke about himself

The things that he would say were partly true

They were partly skewed by his own view

Will he ever turn the page

Turn the page will he ever

How I'm waiting for a sign now

While living like a lie

Ploughing through the ones and noughts

And dreaming like a child

Hostage of the silence

It troubles me again

And if you tell me it's the same for all

Why don't you take me for a spin

I guess I'm not quite ready

To really meet my soul

Part of which I can't recall

Having ever made my own

As I'm always on the sidelines

Always off the road

Wailing on the sidewalk

For the life I wish I rode

And though I sound so weary

It's a momentary phase

To come to terms with the many steps

Planned but never made

All devised in darkness

And authorised by sin

Hanging from the mantlepiece

In its own combusting skin

It spreads through the apartment

This honorary flame

Bestowed to thee by fortune seers

And terracotta knaves

They tell me I'm a rascal

And am only killing time

An auditory lynchpin

Of an ancient hell-device

Now it's almost certain

That I'll always fail to find

For all the lies I'm searching

Are just another lie

So all that's left is silence

And living in your skin

Even though you meant it

It never meant a thing

It's sad because your trying

To make it all you were

Made you all so miserable

It felt like quite a curse

But really you're on fire

And really there's a storm

Really I have no answer

But bring water where you're sore

So I guess just keep on striving

No matter what effect

If there's nothing else you're dying for

I'm sure you'll hedge your bets