The Watchmaker - Woodlock

I’m shaking, my bones were tense

I came to an ambulance

Did we fight or did we dance?

So I talked, I suppose

To a God my mother knows

About a high that left a hole

It wasn’t fast

And the glass painted in skin

Mixed in red

And my fingers burning

If this is it, what will they know?

Is his faith dead or did it grow?

This is it, my one chance

Let me barter all I have

I need more than I can give

So please, take all the mess

You know my heart, you know my head

'Cause I remember I can’t forget

It wasn’t fast

And the glass painted in skin

Mixed in red

And my fingers burning

If this is it, what will they know?

Is his faith dead or did it grow?

This is love I didn’t know

We recognize, we fail

Does that make you a failure?

See, you’re not a failure if you fail

You’re just someone that was trying to do something

That perhaps was a little bit difficult

Yet, we label people as failures

From our point of view when we see them

We are meant to believe the best about others even when they stumble

Friends, I will fail you

But I’m not a failure

Then He said

Every sin, cast from east to west

Clear & red

And His wrists, they’re burning

This is it, but will they know?

Did he lose faith or did he grow?

This is love I didn’t know