Can't afford to make peace
I sail that boat down the river
Still the furniture creaks
And the wind blows you back through the door
Buried in somewhere deep
Where its cries and the lies won't be reached
Can't afford to make peace
Sunk like a stone in the river
And lost to the ocean's deep
Washed ashore in the storm, better yet
Tangled in vines and weeds
You choke as they close on your neck
Ref.
I'd hold on but my soul is weak
Not a fighter
You're so strong and you breathe in me
You're the liar
Leading me over the fire
Can't afford to be weak
I sit here alone on the river
And the creatures beneath
Will circle the boat 'til the dawn
Twisted and sick with grief
My feet hit the trail for the hills
Until I reach that peak
I'm left with the wind and my will
