Dream Beaver - Caravels

if i could wipe the grime away

i’d leave the rest just the same

i’d find a way to skew what’s left

to make it seem it’s for the best

could never, could never see

(the seams that needed stitching)

could never, could never see

(there's something that’s been missing)

we march in step, walk straight in line

we march in step, our hands are tied

was there a sieve they could trickle through

and out the other side they’d be someone new

was there a sieve they could trickle through

they could drip and drip, few by few

and i’ve been wishing it ever since

that i could be the one convinced

that it wouldn’t just repeat itself

don’t want their lot in life

how do you expect us not to blame ourselves

was there nothing else, was there nothing else

that it wouldn’t just repeat itself

don’t want their lot in life

how do you expect us not to blame ourselves

was there nothing else, was there nothing else

and all the echoes in my head

they keep me from believing again

they ripple back and forth

preventing me from ever wanting more

a broken home splintered in four that day

i spoke alone when i thought that we’d be okay