For Want Of (Rites of Spring)

I桰 believed梞emory might mirror no reflections on me, I桰 believed梩hat in forgetting I might set myself free. But I woke up this morning with a piece of past caught in my throat And then I choked. I bled桰 tried to hide the heart from the head. And I桰 said I bled桰n the arms of a girl I'd barely met. And I woke up this morning with the present in splinters on the ground And then I drowned. And if I can't see it抯 for want of梱ou You said, "I see" If there's nothing here then it抯 probably mine My桵y turn to see梚f there's nothing here it will always be mine, mine But I woke up this morning with a piece of past caught in my throat And then I choked. I桰 guess I've learned the taste of days that will always burn. I桰 guess I've learned if it抯 in the corner of my eye I can't always turn. And I woke up this morning with the present in splinters on the ground梐nd then I drowned. And if I can't see it抯 for want of梱ou You.