The Picture Lyrics

The same air we breathe is really all it takes
By a touch a frightened heart breaks and I find myself

Locking doors
Drawing steep lines
Shedding water
Watching a doubt die
Playing fair games
Awaking from the daydream
Coming clean of sin

and after all this time I thought you couldn't affect me

Let's practice what we have learned
Look back how we got burned
Put value on the trust we have earned
Lie fallow after stones we have turned

and never speak of how we felt back then

Common sense has been followed, dream and truth we separate
but there is still something in this distance
that won't just fade away

all the same I'm still

Walking straight routes
Burying the hatchets
Building bridges
Placing only sure bets
Playing fair games
Awaking from the daydream
Coming clean of sin

Get out of my head
You won't fit in the picture that I
so carefully
put together from nothing I choose it to last
This is so frail
I need something to rely, to build on
Haunt me all you can
and vanish once again into the shades of night