The Words

Shiver through the fever, silence of the trees
Chasing woes of my weary soul, blight of the leaves
Rest from your trouble, lay while you wait
Dream something beautiful
Fill these blank pages with rue, each one

Patient you stayed by my side for years
I know I owe you, more than I have
Given the words that will make you leave
There's nothing left here, no one to save
How we share this hopeless devotion
Passing the hours as if they were days
And I won't breathe until it's over
No turning back here, no final escape

Bide here for the closing, fearless by the sea
Time to let go of what always been there, peacefully
Struck by your silence, drenched
In my doubt, numb from the burning cold

Tear out the pages
Change what I said
Mend my wrong

Patient you stayed by my side for years
I know I owe you, more than I have
Given the words that will make you leave
There's nothing left here, no one to save
How we share this hopeless devotion
Passing the hours as if they were days
And I won't breathe until it's over
No turning back here, no final escape