In Your Hands - Thrice

bound to this couch, i lie in waiting

watching wind blown memories slip by my window sill

i can’t fall asleep, voice in my head disturbs me

waking nightmares keep, have my cries fallen on deaf ears

can you hear me or am i…

talking to myself again, is there anybody listening

are you taking this in, am i wasting my breath

tell me, is the wind in your sails worth everything you give

are you looking for something, forgiveness

i leave it up to you, i guess i’m better off removed

because the situtations growing too thick,

in your hands

could it have been something i said,

or was it something that i did

did i ruin my chance, have you written me off

tell me where did i cross the line,

and can i work my way back this time

will i always regret this decision

i leave it up to you,

i hope you find a good excuse because

i’ve given about all that i can give,

in your hands

are you taking this in, am i wasting my breath

did i ruin my chance, have you written me off

i could try to count the times that i’ve been through this in my mind,

but i’m running out of fingers and i don’t have that much time

are you taking this in, am i wasting my breath

did i ruin my chance, have you written me off