14 years 30 minutes 15 seconds I've held this grudge
11 songs 4 full journals, thoughts of punishment I've expendednot in contact not a letter such communication telepathic
you've been vilified, used as fodder, you deserve a piece of every recordbut who's it hurting now?
Who's the one that's stuck?
Who's it torturing now, with an antique knot in her stomachI want to be big and let go of this grudge that's grown old
All this time i've not known how to rest this bygone
I want to be soft and resolved clean of slate and released
I want to forgive for the both of us
Like an abandoned house dusty-covered furniture still intact
If I visit it now, do I simply re-live it somehow gratuitousBut who's still aching now?
Who's tired of her own voice?
Who's it weighing down with no gift from time of said healingI want to be big and let go of this grudge that's grown old
All this time i've not known how to rest this bygone
I want to be soft and resolved clean of slate and released
I want to forgive for the both of usMaybe as i cut the cord veils will lift from my eyes
Maybe as i lay this to rest dead weight off my shoulders will riseHere i sit, much determined ever ill-equipped to draw this curtain
How this has entertained, validated and has served me greatly ever the victim
But who's done whining now?
Who's ready to put down
This load I've carried longer than I had cared to rememberI want to be big and let go of this grudge that's grown old
For the life of me I've not known how to rest this bygone
I want to be soft and resolved clean of slate and released
