| Song | Go Back |
| Artist | Consider The Thief |
| Album | Signs And Wonders |
| You can pull nails, | |
| but a hole is made, | |
| and for every hole a haunt | |
| of memory | |
| where the voids | |
| left too small | |
| a space to slip | |
| through my | |
| recall, the | |
| pieces pulled | |
| from my door, | |
| or forget the holes | |
| and nails it once bore | |
| You can pull nails, | |
| but the holes are made | |
| a haunting of memory, | |
| of my mother who always | |
| spoke to me | |
| in similes | |
| of my father's hand, | |
| and the nails it drove | |
| Can we go back | |
| to the way it was once | |
| can we completely mend | |
| or go back to once was | |
| before I met you | |
| Can we go back | |
| to the way it was once? | |
| I'd reclaim all those | |
| pieces from the door | |
| I held | |
| before I met you. |