by little,
you come back
to haunt me
Never so brittle is this awful memory
I feel your eyes closing
behind me
Slamming shut as you drift away
Oh, I'll never forget that
day
And I go flying out through
the windshield
Across the road onto the wilted fields
And I think to myself,
is this all that I can be?
As I lie in the leaf of the
chestnut tree
And I think to myself,
is this all that I can be?
As I lie in the leaf of the chestnut tree
And I think to myself, I think to myself
Is this all that I can be?
As I lie in the lead of the chestnut
tree
Little by little the sidewalk
fills with your blood
And ever so brittle you are
engulfed by the flood
And as you drip in your
ship of broken glass
I watch you disappear, oh,
through the underpass
And I think to myself,
is this all that I can be?
As I lie in the lead of the chestnut tree
I think to myself, I think to myself
Is this all that I can be?
As I lie in the leaf of the chestnut tree
I think to myself, I think to myself
Is this all that I can be?
As I lie in the leaf of the chestnut tree
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