For Want Of

	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 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.