Chose

It’s like he keeps himself ill
Blunt the knife, but it cuts deep still
And there’s no pain and no reward
Heard he fell off again
Started jumping 'round with his old friends
And they all said he’s been here before
But you’ll never really know
If it’s something he chose
But it’s something that you want
Heard you missed the last call
Now it’s ringing on forever more
And there’s no way you can hang it up
But you’ll never really know
If it’s something he chose
But it’s something that we all…
Bring it back, bring it back
Stand on the coastline, the waves they roll over
Bring it back, bring it back
Look out to sea, see the storm clouds receding
Pull me back, pull me back
Hands like my fathers, shape shadows beyond
Throw me back, throw me back
In every mistake lies a place where our hope lies
Bring it back, bring it back to me
Bring it back to me