| Song | For Want Of |
| Artist | Rites of Spring |
| Album | End on End |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| I桰 believed梞emory might mirror no reflections on me, | |
| I桰 believed梩hat in forgetting | |
| I might set myself free. | |
| But I woke up this morning with a piece of past caught in my throat | |
| And then I choked. | |
| I bled桰 tried to hide the heart from the head. | |
| And I桰 said | |
| I bled桰n the arms of a girl | |
| I'd barely met. | |
| And I woke up this morning with the present in splinters on the ground | |
| And then I drowned. | |
| And if I can't see it抯 for want of梱ou | |
| You said, "I see" | |
| If there's nothing here then it抯 probably mine | |
| My桵y turn to see梚f there's nothing here it will always be mine, mine | |
| But I woke up this morning with a piece of past caught in my throat | |
| And then I choked. | |
| I桰 guess I've learned the taste of days that will always burn. | |
| I桰 guess I've learned if it抯 in the corner of my eye | |
| I can't always turn. | |
| And I woke up this morning with the present in splinters on the ground梐nd then | |
| I drowned. | |
| And if I can't see it抯 for want of梱ou | |
| You. |
| I kuo believed ji emory might mirror no reflections on me, | |
| I kuo believed li hat in forgetting | |
| I might set myself free. | |
| But I woke up this morning with a piece of past caught in my throat | |
| And then I choked. | |
| I bled kuo tried to hide the heart from the head. | |
| And I kuo said | |
| I bled kuo n the arms of a girl | |
| I' d barely met. | |
| And I woke up this morning with the present in splinters on the ground | |
| And then I drowned. | |
| And if I can' t see it zha for want of kun ou | |
| You said, " I see" | |
| If there' s nothing here then it zha probably mine | |
| My rui y turn to see wan f there' s nothing here it will always be mine, mine | |
| But I woke up this morning with a piece of past caught in my throat | |
| And then I choked. | |
| I kuo guess I' ve learned the taste of days that will always burn. | |
| I kuo guess I' ve learned if it zha in the corner of my eye | |
| I can' t always turn. | |
| And I woke up this morning with the present in splinters on the ground bi nd then | |
| I drowned. | |
| And if I can' t see it zha for want of kun ou | |
| You. |
| I kuò believed jì emory might mirror no reflections on me, | |
| I kuò believed lí hat in forgetting | |
| I might set myself free. | |
| But I woke up this morning with a piece of past caught in my throat | |
| And then I choked. | |
| I bled kuò tried to hide the heart from the head. | |
| And I kuò said | |
| I bled kuò n the arms of a girl | |
| I' d barely met. | |
| And I woke up this morning with the present in splinters on the ground | |
| And then I drowned. | |
| And if I can' t see it zhā for want of kǔn ou | |
| You said, " I see" | |
| If there' s nothing here then it zhā probably mine | |
| My ruí y turn to see wǎn f there' s nothing here it will always be mine, mine | |
| But I woke up this morning with a piece of past caught in my throat | |
| And then I choked. | |
| I kuò guess I' ve learned the taste of days that will always burn. | |
| I kuò guess I' ve learned if it zhā in the corner of my eye | |
| I can' t always turn. | |
| And I woke up this morning with the present in splinters on the ground bì nd then | |
| I drowned. | |
| And if I can' t see it zhā for want of kǔn ou | |
| You. |