Dear You,

My life will be more than the glance you spared it.

Take this sinking boat 

and point it home
We've still got time
Raise your hopeful voice 

you have a choice
You'll make it now

Falling slowly

eyes that know me
And I can't go back
Moods that take me and erase me
And I'm painted black
You have suffered enough
And warred with yourself
It's time that you won

Falling Slowly

The Frames