You wade through waste high waters

For all you know it could be sand

It runs over your fingertips

And through your hands

But not your lips

So you scream you've had enough

That you can look but you cannot touch

It's not as though you haven't tried

You drank your cup of dust

And your lips went dry

You wander to the waters then

To find a desert light lying there instead

All that you've loved lost in the sand

All that you've loved piling your hands

Caught in the mirage of your tenderness

Of your tenderness

For wanting the kiss

Try to hold the wings of a hummingbird

Or the song of the wind through the words

That nobody heard

The tighter your fingers

The weaker your hold

Try to hold the wings of a hummingbird

The weaker your hold

Run better run

They all run

Run better run

They all run

Said I'm the one who's broken

You're the one who's broken

For the jury's spoken

For the door's wide open

They all run

Try to hold the wings of a hummingbird

Or the song of the wind through the words

That nobody heard

The tigther your fingers

The weaker your hold

Try to hold the wings of a hummingbird

Or the song of the wind through the words

That nobody heard

The tigther your fingers

The weaker your hold