For Want of

I, I believed memory might mirror no reflections on me
 I, I believed that in forgetting I might set myself free
 But I woke up this morning with a piece of past caught in my throat
 And then I choked
 I, I bled. I tried to hide the heart from the head
 And I, I said I bled. In the arms of a girl I'd barely met
 And I woke up this morning with the present in splinters on the ground
 And then I drowned
 And if I can't see it's for want of you
 You said, "I see"
 If there's nothing here then it's probably mine
 Well, my, my turn to see. If there's nothing here it will always be mine, mine
 But I woke up this morning with a piece of past caught in my throat
 And then I choked
 I, I guess I've learned the taste of days that will always burn
 I, I guess I've learned if it's in the corner of my eye I can't always turn
 And I woke up this morning with the present in splinters on the ground
 And then I drowned
 And if I can't see it's for want of you, you