The Connells

Burden

The Connells


And once said "please, some more" 
And not even now and then. 
Some place I know you swore 
That you'd never go again. 

I had this feeling once 
That nothing was out of touch. 
I found some comfort there 
But that doesn't matter much. 

And did we start digging around? 
And did we start dragging around? 

Be my burden 
Christ, I'm certain I'm already bound. 
I'm not ever quite together 
I'm not sorted out. 

You talked to me some more 
And that was worth waiting for. 
Sometimes I can't decide 
If we're ever half alive.