The Name That Makes You Cry

The Name That Makes You Cry

Etched across the face we show
The words we know just seem too frail
To be the things we want to hear
The breath of air that we inhale
And they're failing too fast for you to mend
Or they bend and break like falling tears

And now you'll never know
The name that makes you cry
So alone and feeble to ears
Falling apart like a drunken reply

And I can't help but think of you
When there's nothing left to say
And I cant help but follow you
For just one last display
Of hopes we hold so close at hand
And things that slip away

And I wonder if just one last wish
Would bring you back to me
Or is it just a dream too far
Something out of my reach
Words just seem too empty
For things that can't be said
For things we left unspoken
And the villans in your head

The broken heart of an angel
Couldn't keep the demon away
Couldn't soothe the fear of tears
Or steal the night from day
But I ask of you a question
Just a simple little vow
One who's lost it's answer
And far too hollow for me now

I just wonder if you feel it
Are you sure that I'm alive?
Can you tell if I am breathing?
If my rebuilt heart will survive?
And I wondered if you noticed
How its sutures beat for you
And every breath and simple moment
Hang on the things you do.

And If I asked you, would you stay?
Or would you say that you don't know
That you can't tell the sun from sea
Or the sky from ground below.
With words that I can't use,
I pray to a god without a name
To ask for your forgiveness
And for things to be the same.
But it seems I've said too much
And tore you down again.
I feel I can't resolve this
Because we're back where we began.

Please just one more time for me.
Even if it's just one step closer to severe
Please just one more day for me
I promise I'll say everything you want to hear
Like the names of angels in your sleep
Or the fallen tears we didn't keep.
I'll keep the monsters from your head
And protect you when you weep.

I promise I will hold your hand
And keep it ever close to mine
To be the blame when you get angry
And be your candlelight shrine
To guide you when your eyes are weary
To hold when your arms are weak
I'll be there with my mended heart
And be the comfort you may seek

But I don't wanna be the answer
To those words that you can't find
Or the nightmare from your sleep
That I thought we left behind
I'll do what you ask of me
If you only let me try.
Just don't ask to let me go;
The name that makes you cry.