If I could find some of the right words
To turn us back to ‘96
Find the diamond in the horizon
Make you smile like that crazy kid

If I could find that old time magic
In these hardened hands of mine
Loosen up the dried clay
And give your wings back one more time

‘Cause I’d like to see you fly
I’d love to hear you sing
I’d like to wipe away
The last of these twisted things

Could you find something close to a reason
To call me back to you?
And if I promise now to hold sway
Could you find some faith anew?

And if you write to me a message
That would tell me where you’re at
I’d like to think I could still find you
And bring you safely back

‘Cause I’d like to see you fly
I’d love to hear you sing
I’d like to wipe away
The last of these twisted things

these twisted things
august 27, 2005