Your Sins Tore Me To Pieces

Your sins tore me to pieces
My sins ripped into you
If I had to do it over again
I would still pick you
Would you still pick me
To wrestle and roll in the darkness

Yesterday is like a movie
Rolling onward beyond our control
I am incapable of changing a frame
I can not rewrite a scene
It is in the can
Yesterday is a movie

My microbes flood your blood
Your blood is on my hands
In the stillness of the night
All is understood
If only I could remember
How to live in the moment

I shut my eyes and you still are there
Discovering your own voice
Projecting mercy and empathy
Putting to rest the ruthlessness of the past
Is it cool to be cold
Afraid of the soft dissonance