I, me, mine.
I wasn't ready for your clock to stop ticking
and I,
I wasn't prepared to read the writing on the wall
to clean up the blood in the bathtub
I thought, they all thought, it would be mine.
Me, my hands
Weren't ready to pull these roots out of the ground.
and say I'll remember you, knowing there is no more time to heal
these broken hearts,
sometimes they die.
I, me, mine.
Wasn't ready for the truth
when you broke into my life
so, I, me and mine
tried to hide hoping for their to be more in time.
and Time, you were not on my side.
and Circumstance beckoned me to close my eyes
and Consequence turned down the blind
now it is I, me and mine
It was, I, me and Mine
my fault and my loss
when the family tree went crumbling
It was me, and I alone
when you were having a life.
But, I, it was I
who wasn't ready for time to take it's course
did nature take it's place?
did fate have it's way?
or did I get lost in the storyline?
Now it was I
who looked across the riverside
the rocky sea's between us
thought, I.
I had found a rescue boat
a real love
a secret hope, a hidden suprise.
Yes, it was him, he, me, mine and I.
it was him, who's letter spelled out the words goodbye.
and it was I.
it is I, whom he has left behind.
it is this image after all that there once was
It is I, and only I.
Looking at your reflection through the hour glass
It is I, and only I.
whilst they buried the remainders of a man I once knew
It was I, alone, not ready to say goodbye.
and you whom decided
In which direction the wind blows
lost up north
seeking answers to the west
searching for expression in the homeland
the golden egg, and the mundane egg
The mundane egg, the only left in the carton
I was here, alone and inside
When he left my life
when they buried you
these parts of me
have been trying to find
a way out, a way up
a destiny.
I was here, alone and inside
When the doors were closed
and as,
they were burying you
he was leaving me too
pushed to the limit
the medecine closet
and if I couldn't have the house
Could I of had the garden?
but the gardener, he stopped watering.
It was me, mine and I.
