Tenere Acacia

[?] funeral firewood burning
 So far from yourself
 You lose all discerning
 It's comforting to know
 I'm not alone in the end
 Can't see the forest for the trees
 You let the birds sing
 Can't see the forest for the trees
 You let the birds sing
 But you live for this
 Trying anything to feel dissonant
 Pushed under the table
 I wish I was able
 To let this go again
 [?] these hands of compassion
 It's not supposed to be easy
 You were born of love
 Tear the view from my eyes
 Rip the words from my throat
 Tear the view from my eyes
 Rip the words from my throat
 Lose yourself amongst those words
 After all it's not your hearse
 Lose yourself amongst those words
 [?] things can be different from what I see
 Have I cheated myself?
 Refusing a drink from [?] stream
 [?] expect to grow
 But how can we grow if we don't know ourselves
 Can't see the forest for the trees
 You let the birds sing
 (We don't know ourselves, we don't know ourselves)
 Can't see the forest for the trees
 You let the birds sing
 (We don't know ourselves)
 But you live for this
 Trying anything to feel dissonant
 Pushed under the table
 I wish I was able
 To let this go again
 But you live for this
 Trying anything to feel dissonant
 Pushed under the table
 I wish I was able
 To let this go again