I know you said you're sorry
I know you said you're gold
I know you want it to align with everything you told
I see the paper clippings
I see the shaping light
I see your kitchen in December and the way the light bends
Through the window out
Onto the drying dishes
Served up a plate of gold the riches give enough to grow
I know you said you're sorry
I know you want it to be
Settled in honesty like dust upon the hay
Heyyy
Ooh ohh
Harvest the words believing
Believing is almost true
Drink up, you're missing meaning, leaving like you do
Lemons on the table
Rolling along the floor
Squeezed out and pushed around, the sour seeping out
Show me the seed of your honesty
I can't seem to find it
I'm blinded
They say when one door closes
A window opens wide
Catching the light it might move through the shade and blind you dry
I know you said you're sorry
I know you said you're gold
I know you want the shade through curtains when you fold
You fold, you fold, you fold
I know you said you're sorry
I know you said you're gold
I know the give and take is more or less than what you owe