In a Nutshell So close

you find my tale scratch in on the wall i neversaw you praying i will stop it all and once you said by mail nobody to call i will go down you don t you can t step off your rails hanging on the stage among so skinny fellows looking face to face i ask no other s questions Dropping shade instead I wish I digged down all crowns And if you hang so long Find another home Depicted stone, black and strong Ready to stand all And then you ll find your way, find your way You ve gone through trial Behind the board up doors Catch me by a hand Skies never been so close Fell to see you off And then you ll find your way, find your way I walk away