the waves crash over me again
and again
there's a storm approaching land
and i'm so far out in the undertow
blindly praying for the sand
i built a boat that caused my sinking
nothing to blame but my own hands
the final lifeboat has been taken
and i find i'm playing with the band
this song for you
this song for you
when we first met i held a hammer in my hands
a box of nails i used before
turns out the woodshed now is empty
i didn't know the job in store
i thought the plans i drew were carefully drawn
but alas
i'm just a fool
and now i'm drowning in my sorrow
like when a builder blames his tools
and sings his song for you
singing his song for you
find what you love and let it kill you"