Every Passing Day

I don't remember where the pieces fell
 Pull all the water back up from the well
 Forgive me my name
 Spell it the same way as your name
 I don't remember where the pieces fell
 Sometimes the moment is a distant sound
 Watching the weather come up off the ground
 It turns into rain
 Falls down the same way as the rain
 Sometimes the moment is a distant sound
 I have a friend who used to say
 If you spend every passing day
 Turning your crutches into legs
 You'll find
 I have a friend who used to say
 If you spend every passing day
 Turning your crutches into legs
 You'll find
 You're blurring the lines
 You're blurring the lines
 I don't wanna try
 I don't wanna die