y eyes seek reality
My fingers seek my veins
There's a dog at your back step
He must come in from the rain
I fall cause I let go
The net below has ride away 
So my eyes seek reality
And my fingers seek my veins

The trash fire is warm
No safe from the storm 
And I can't bare to see 
What life let me be 
So wicked and worn 

So as I write to you
What is done and to do
Maybe you'll understand 
And won't cry for this man 
'Cause low man is due
Please forgive me 

My eyes seek reality 
My fingers feel for fear
Touch clean with a dirty hand 
I touched the clean to the wings 

The trash fire is warm
No safe from the storm 
I can't bare to see 
What life let me be, 
So wicked and worn 

So as I write to you
What is done and to do
Maybe you'll understand
And won't cry for this man
'Cause low man is due
Please forgive me
Please forgive me
Please forgive me

So low the sky is all I see
All I want from you, is forgive me
So you bring this poor dog in from the rain 
Though he just wants right back out again 

And I cry, to the alley way 
Confess all to the rain 
But I lie, lie straight to the mirror 
One I've broken, to match my face 

The trash fire is warm
No safe from the storm 
And I can't bare to see 
What life let me be