text: One, two, three, one
  My eyes seek reality
  My fingers seek my veins
  Theres a dog at your back step
  He must come in from the rain
  I fall cause I let go
  The net below has rot away
  So my eyes seek reality
  And my fingers seek my veins
  The trash fire is warm
  But nowhere safe from the storm
  And I cant bear to see
  What Ive let me be
  So wicked and worn
  So as I write to you
  Of what is done and to do
  Maybe youll understand
  And wont cry for this man
  Cause low man is due
  Please forgive me
  My eyes seek reality
  My fingers feel for faith
  Touch clean with a dirty hand
  I touch the clean to the waste
  The trash fire is warm
  But nowhere safe from the storm
  And I cant bear to see
  What Ive let me be
  So wicked and worn
  So as I write to you
  Of what is done and to do
  Maybe youll understand
  And wont cry for this man
  Cause low man is due
  Please forgive me
  Please forgive me
  Please forgive me
  So low the sky is all I see
  All I want from you is forgive me
  So you bring this poor dog in from the rain
  Though he just wants right back out again
  And I cry to the alleyway
  Confess all to the rain
  But I lie, lie straight to the mirror
  The one Ive broken to match my face
  The trash fire is warm
  But nowhere safe from the storm
  And I cant bare to see
  What Ive let me be
  So wicked and worn
  So as I write to you
  Of what is done and to do
  Maybe youll understand
  And wont cry for this man
  Cause low man is due
  Please forgive me
  Please forgive me
  So low the sky is all I see
  All I want from you is forgive me
  So you bring this poor dog in from the rain
  Though he just wants right back out again
  My eyes seek reality
  My fingers seek my veins