The thought of never knowing, could kill me just the same 
The solitary blossom, the mind is of a friend 

And all the words we've spoken, are buried in the sand 
The raptured and the broken, that taste of bitter glass 

What are you saying, you've got nothing to live for 
You're tired and broken, you just can't free yourself 
What are you saying, it's just a part of rejection 
Pulling you deeper, you just can't free yourself 

Your voluntary loving, apologies have passed and come around again 
The fragments of a reason, the taste of bitter glass