‘Saved! (Parts 1 - 5)'

Part 1: ‘Broadcast A Car Crash'

Me…

I…

Part 2: ‘Your Agency'

We're both ripped open
So raw and so numb
Every word provokes:
‘Come again?'

Why are we walking
Hell-bent on not talking
Feeling so awkward
And pained?

The cracks in the pavement
Hold no revelations
I guess we're both waiting
For the other to break

I cannot force this
I'd rather ignore it
Though within this fortress
I crack beneath the strain.

Part 3: ‘Bleeding Love'

Incidentally
I often wonder if I have a heart
Let me explain...how I've torn my life apart
And here I am, about to start
On yours, now

And, though I no longer know if it is,
I can certainly feel something
Very similar to a heart sink
Deep down...

I was stupid...so stupid
To leave it in the middle of the floor
Naked and vulnerable and beating
And, one by one, they slipped...of course...

Actually
What exactly is a heart anyway
When our thoughts are steered by our brains?
So often so contrary as to cause pain
Without our vaguest knowledge...

So, please, remember this:
Whatever the shade of shit
I make you face, I'll always know that it
Fucking stinks!

Guilty...so fucking guilty!
Even though to cause any damage, of any kind
Really was the very last of my intentions
...Seems like the only thing I've ever managed in my life

Hey!
Do you reckon
That if I name this after a hit song
It will also go to number one
And we'll be famous, and wealthy, and the sadness will be gone...?

Part 4: ‘Once We Were Strangers'

Somewhere, I caught a
Sense of us before what
We had started morphing
Into a beast less tame

The lighthouse was calling
With the promise of all the
Answers to our traumas
So, back we came

I've been desperate and ill-advised
I know that now, but I had to try
‘Cause the last thing I want is to find
Myself without you in my life...

Of all the stages
And our multitude phases
Well, no one made us
Go our particular way

Once we were strangers
Immune to the dangers
That closed in and aged us -
Still, there's nothing I'd change

I've been confused and lost in the fug
Of circumstance that I've failed to conduct
And I just don't want to end up
Living without your love…

Fuck, I just cannot end up
Living without your love!

Living without your love

In my life, everything that
Matters slips through my fingers
Please, let this be different
Please, let us be saved

Please, let us be saved.

Part 5: ‘Wait For Me Here'

How do I summon the drive
To do what I do?
‘Cause I've got nothing else – that's why
…Is the beautiful, brutal truth

I arrived, fully formed
One sunny day in the mind
While incomplete, in a storm
Wishing I was blind

‘Don't worry', goes the rap,
‘Worse things happen at sea!'
Well, Jesus Christ, worst things have
Happened to me…

Hey, I'll be back once I've sorted some stuff out
If you'll just wait for me here
…If you promise to stick around
I promise I won't disappear.