With Depths Like This, We Ought To Charge Extra

I'm trying to show you what we both already know; trying to pull the secrets out from their stubborn hiding, trying to mend the pieces of the mind which seem lost in confusion. I'm trying to set free my feelings; no longer caged like sickly birds in quarantine.

For what I know, is not what either wants to hear. For what I know is not even clear to myself, and therefore, clear to everyone else.

I'm trying to hide myself from you... both of you; trying to push the secrets back into the dark depths where hell seems colder, trying to treat confusion with arrogance. I'm trying to push my feelings back into the cage; worn from the constant use of a lifetime. Slam shut the doors, replace the lock, up security, the sickness is no where near passed.

For you I would fight; you're so protective of me. For you should I fight; into the depths of danger we surge while our blind eyes carry us through the streets. For I would sit aside, with both...

listen... the time has dawned upon us...