Border On Control -

Falling out of view now

I’ve more than understood

Inching from the firelight

Burning under wood

Each time I feel like I’m in the middle

Of losing it all

It’s a new day

But I’m scared to leave the silence of my hole

Fissures in the salt lake

Are cracking under foot

Wounds burn through the leather soles

Stinging as they should

I’m waiting 'til the moment’s right

To slip from all these things I know

Oh it borders on control

At the border of your soul

Oh it borders on control

At the border of your soul

And it feels like it should

Scratching through the dirty flowers

Broken in the woods

The damp smell of a broken heart

Is fading as it should

I’m waiting 'til the moment’s right

To slip from all these things I know

Oh it borders on control

At the border of your soul

Oh it borders on control

At the border of your soul

And it feels like it should

Oh it borders on control

At the border of your soul

And it feels like it should

Feeling from the way

You said I won’t survive

I guess I got my timing wrong

Feeling from the way

You said I won’t survive

I guess I got my timing wrong