I walk the fine line

I walk the fine line

To your soul

I walk the fine line

I walk you back to my home

When, this situation

This situation

Is me

I hold the candle

And I light the flame while you

Speak to me



There's light from a box

On the bottom of the sea

Where plants grow forgiveness

But the air I could not breathe

I'll hold this knife forever

Unforeseen to me

I'm bleeding



There's blood on your cheek

I'll hold on, to you

There's blood on you

Your face, I embraced



Stop digging in my grave