There's a place for the baby that died He was taken away And there's a time for the mother who cried 'Cause nine months is too long, too long, too long How could you hurt a child When will the icicle melt The icicle, icicle

Open the window I’ve seen the place where the broken people hide I wanna know love before I die But I’ll never leave you behind I could escape through the window of my mind I could fly away Leave it all behind I could take a train But I would rather fly

So die alone So say your prayers 'Cause I ain't leaving here without you This is the one thing that I won't do One snap for the dying One click to end the day Another story with a mangled scene It couldn't happen any other way You wanna talk about it?

That spoon, that spoon, that spoonful Men lie about that spoonful Some cry about that spoonful Some die about that spoonful It could be a spoonful of tea But one little spoon of your precious love Is good enough for me Everybody fightin' about a spoonful

I don?t wish for riches I wish only for your love I?m yours, dear You?re mine.... If you touch me I can die in peace in love Dear, come into my arms I long to melt within you I wish ... I could lose myself in your entirety

Say it loud, say it clear You can listen as well as you hear It's too late when we die To admit we don't see eye to eye I just wish I could have told him in the living years Every generation Blames the one before And all of their frustrations Come

I would do anything I'll give my heart and soul to see you free again If you could see the hope I've always seen in you Pray for life or bleed to death The words die in my throat And there is nothing I can do From a child to a monster And now a child

That spoon, that spoon, that spoonful It could be a spoonful of tea But one little spoon of your precious love Is good enough for me Men lie about that spoonful Some cry about that spoonful Some die about that spoonful Everybody fight about a spoonful It

Bourbon in Kentucky For me to forget you No there ain't enough There ain't enough But there ain't enough Bottles I could drink To make 'em feel as empty as I do Matches I can strike To set afire the memory of you

This one's for my ride or die I'm just sitting here on my front porch singing If you ever need me around I'll be on the next train headed southbound I'll never let you down, I can't let you down Because when I couldn't get my feet on the ground You'd do