Reach in for it
Your rusted iron covered claws
Pour out your breath into the furnace again
And I think I've found a better way to live
And I think I've found a better way to die
And I've been fitting myself into that small s***e
That you set out for
The screaming of the wind
'Cause that is all I've ever been
Sorting through it
I never saw something so clear
As your hands bound up in prayer behind the closed door
But I thought I walked a better road alone
'Til I found my feet set into stone
And that's when I turned back
Put me back in my place
So I wont be afraid
I don't want to be afraid
And I've been fitting myself into that small, small s***e
That you set out for
The screaming of the wind
'Cause that is all I've ever been
Your rusted iron covered claws
Pour out your breath into the furnace again
And I think I've found a better way to live
And I think I've found a better way to die
And I've been fitting myself into that small s***e
That you set out for
The screaming of the wind
'Cause that is all I've ever been
Sorting through it
I never saw something so clear
As your hands bound up in prayer behind the closed door
But I thought I walked a better road alone
'Til I found my feet set into stone
And that's when I turned back
Put me back in my place
So I wont be afraid
I don't want to be afraid
And I've been fitting myself into that small, small s***e
That you set out for
The screaming of the wind
'Cause that is all I've ever been