I interrogated the dirt in the gray October sky Asking why the wind had to push us into the same light Maybe you were just a stranger I was meant to pass Like a bird hitting a pane of thick industrial glass But I went and made the mistake of feeling something real Now I\'m trying to unlearn the way your hands feel It\'s a sickness in the blood, a fever in the bone Knowing I\'m the one who\'s got to walk the rest alone I asked the storm why it bothered to open the door Just to let you walk across my kitchen floor I can\'t even tell you what it is that makes you good You\'re just a knot in the grain of the cedar wood We only covered a mile or two of cracked concrete But it\'s carved into my chest like a map of defeat A short trip for the world but a lifetime for me I\'m sinking in the shallows of a very shallow sea There\'s no more room for my boots beside your bed You keep the living, I\'ll keep the things we never said I\'m logging you to the edge of the county line Then I\'m handing back the keys to everything that was mine Take care of your skin, take care of your heart We\'re staying at the finish while you make a new start I\'ll see you when my eyes close and the dark takes over Like a ghost in the weeds or a scent of dead clover If you find a better man to fill the space I left Don\'t you look back at this clumsy little theft Forget my face, forget the way I used to speak If you find a stronger hand when yours is getting weak It doesn\'t matter if I\'m erased from the script, I\'m just the Jagged ash from my boots beside your bed You keep the living, I\'ll keep the things we never said I\'m logging you to the edge of the county line Then I\'m handing back the keys to everything that was mine Take care of your skin, take care of your heart We\'re staying at the finish while you make a new start Slow and sursive, stringing the way you say my name Slow and keeps falling but it doesn\'t look the same Just a short walk, just a long scar I\'m staying right here while you take the car