We'll Recover - Matt Nathanson

I got your letter this morning, I got your letter alright

It claimed clarity but came in screaming

And I was soaked clean through

How could we ever let this get so far?

To leave us nothing dear but sickness

Me with mine and you with yours

And when we can see things clearer

Than we think we see them now

Maybe kiss each other sweetly without trying to bite down

Maybe then all this will be better & maybe then we ll recover

It s funny because I promised myself

That this would never happen again

I’d been warned and I’d been told

But its these moments of clarity that cripple me most

You said I was tiresome

With heels dug deep, reciting my lines

All tarred in make-up and glazed in light