Rachel Rynick

Lyrics

The thing about what you did is all that’s left unsaid
seeps in through the cracks you made in the walls
And the thing about truth is it slips just out of range
every time you try to get it down
So how can you atone for all the holes in this home?
The thing about pain is
it cuts down through the years
and flows straight into my veins
And there are no more words for all these dried out tears
just echoes of the aching in that boy’s sad eyes
So how can you atone for all the holes in this home?
Were you just reaching out for something, something,
something to hold onto?
trying to fill the void with someone,
someone who could love you?
And the thing about pain is it had nowhere to go
And the thing about death is there’s no way left to know
Were you just reaching out for something, something,
something to hold onto?
trying to fill the void with someone,
someone who could love you?
And how can we atone for the holes you left in this home?
Am I trying to fill that void like you, just like you, like you?
Slamming into plaster walls trying to
just trying to feel something
just trying to feel something
And the thing about death is all that’s left unsaid
still hides in the cracks you made in the walls