It’s time to pick up the pieces that you left
Buried in my chest
I should have known from the empty heart locket around your neck
You could fill in the meaning as needed, but you just hold close your debt

It’s not that you want more
Just nothing at all
I couldn’t be more hopeless
You’d take nothing over my best

You don’t want a ring around your finger, tied to a chain
Then why are you so afraid, I’ll run away
You sell your stocks while they’re still rising, cause you’d rather chose
To give up something before it hurts too much to lose

You said I’m just a wall,
Then turn around, there’s a door
You want me to pour out my blood
To prove I’m not made of wood

Well I saw you reaching for the door
’cause the one thing you want even more
Than to have my heart on your sleeve
Is to go while it’s easy

Before the Ash has Time to Settle
Copyright 2007 by Joel Michalak