Lyrics

Caught

Verse:
She is standing in the hallway
Of her summer gallery
And the paintings just resemble
Foreign places

He is speaking in the riddles that his father gave to him
The decoding barely ready
While she's on her way out again

On the phone now, they can hum it
But they still can't find the tune
It is either much too late or much too soon

He is angry, feels forgotten but he rarely ever is
She is unclear and alone now but she rarely ever is

Bridge:
Sidewalks much too soft for her and all of her contenders
Night breeze is too cold for him
And so he will surrender

Chorus:
Snow comes down so hard
Harder to believe
It was ever rain
On its way to you
You just take your time, on your way to me
That's what's keeping you, from ever being free.

Verse:
Pieces seem to just assemble and they slide so easily
Words of friends and trusted poets still hold little strategy.
In the driveway in the winter
The ice seemingly askew
He is trying, she is trying
And that's all that they can do.

It's a slowly aging painting in a summer gallery
So clearly impossible to get through
It's the anger of a stranger
Drawing close enough to you,
Want to tell you that she's lying but I am too

Bridge:
Sidewalks much too soft for her and all of her contenders
Night breeze is too cold for him
And so he will surrender

Chorus:
Snow comes down so hard
Harder to believe
It was ever rain
On its way to you
You just take your time, on your way to me
That's what's keeping you, from ever being free.

It's the fall now of the same year
Of the same old company,
In the city of good fortune, is it choice or meant to be?

Chorus:
Snow comes down so hard
Harder to believe
It was ever rain
On its way to you
You just take your time, on your way to me
That's what's keeping you, from ever being free.