Released on January 25, 2002

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In chorus we stagger

Closed eyes

Bring more light inside

Small breeze

Helped us keep our strides

The large gust

Won't keep you in tact

And if I'm forewarned

I'll make the same mistake

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And though the crane is gone I see my way

I may hit one too far

Been said it's all more likely to save

And though the rain is gone

Regenerates

I pushed it calm and still

Until it's all just breaking away

Wait

For him

He might be late

Light a match to the fire

Sit warm by the fireplace

Here he comes, it's the realtor

Maybe he'll have something different to say

"Take it all"

No one sees what someone sees

Built my house on sand

No one knows what someone knows

If rebuilt I'd protest

No one hears what somone hears

Thats the sound of my scar

I'm tense but I breathe