Skin

I am save in my own skin
Though my armour is paper-thin
Fixate on history
As if it can be changed
The words are inked indelibly
But I can't face the next blank page

But if I keep walking this line
You'll hear enough that you'll think you've seen inside

The light won't get in
The darkness keeps me save from what's within
I'm out on a limb
Well prepared for you to cut it off

We can talk it out
But I'd rather talk around
If you're feeling uncomfortable
That's common ground

I accept and I concede
The weather won't change for me
I hope I smell the blossom soon
I pray for my own spring
My winter has been desolate
And less than forgiving

But if I keep walking this line
You'll hear enough that you'll think you've seen inside

The light won't get in
The darkness keeps me save from what's within
I'm out on a limb
Well prepared for you to cut it off

We can talk it out
But I'd rather talk around
If you're feeling uncomfortable
That's common ground