fill the hole with a single perforation makes the mountains look big enough from where i m sitting poking through the skin your wearing the spike has a way of dimming you life and so i ll sit and watch you wither on by a miracle is what i m asking to take away the spike and spoon i see you sweatin and open up to the world you missing if just for a day and so i ll sit and watch you wither on by you are blowing away pulled from the roots don t crumble from weight like a wave that broke to far from shore and so i ll sit and watch you wither on by