The Breeze - Lou Barlow

You’re my excuse

Stay unreliable

Given empty namaste

Call me brother, back away

How I control

I give it away

Out of mine and in your hand

Falling to the ground again

I didn’t want more love that was impossible

Promises are empty as a breeze

And nature is an open fist

That is predictable to me

You are what you’re not

You don’t like to move

Finally understood your game

Knew you’d rather stay the same

I choose the ones I ought to run away from

No surprise it disappointed me

I didn’t want more love that was impossible

Promises, empty as a breeze

Your nature is to exist

That is predictable to me

And I stop to catch my breath

Realized I had

And my method of protection didn’t work

You resisted me

Like you resisted everything

I can’t take that on and on

I’ve had enough

I can’t take that on

I’d rather work for love

And that was it

The way it is