Neptune - Sleeping At Last

Pitch black, pale blue,

It was a stained glass

Variation of the truth

And I felt empty handed.

You let me set sail

With cheap wood.

So I patched up

Every leak that I could,

'Til the blame grew too heavy.

Stitch by stitch I tear apart.

If brokenness is a form of art,

I must be a poster child prodigy.

Thread by thread I come apart.

If brokenness is a work of art,

Surely this must be my masterpiece.

I’m only honest when it rains.

If I time it right, the thunder breaks

When I open my mouth.

I want to tell you but I don’t know how.

I’m only honest when it rains,

An open book with a torn out page,

And my ink’s run out.

I want to love you but I don’t know how.

I don’t know how,

No I don’t know how.

I don’t know how.

I want to love you but I don’t know how.

I want to love you…

Pitch black, pale blue,

These wild oceans

Shake what’s left of me loose

Just to hear me cry mercy.

A strong wind at my back,

So I lift up the only sail that I have,

This tired white flag.

I’m only honest when it rains.

If I time it right, the thunder breaks

When I open my mouth.

I want to tell you but I don’t know how.

I’m only honest when it rains,

An open book with a torn out page,

And my ink’s run out.

I want to love you but I don’t know how.

I don’t know how, know how, know how,

I want to love you but I don’t know how.

I want to love you…