You've been low,nyou've been thinking about the last time,nbut I knownthere's still a window that leads outside...nnSweet air through the summer screen,ntall grass and warm stones,nwhere are you today?n'cause you're missing it all...nnYou were twisting the lens,nbut it never stayed in focus,nso you laid on your bed,nand just lost track of the seasons...nnAnd now you know the feel of cold steel to templenand you know the feel of razor to wristnand you're lost in a roomnthat rocks back and forth like a ship deck...nnSweet air through the summer screen,ntall grass and warm stones,nwhere are you today?n'cause you're missing it all...nnBut we never explainnwhy we treasure our secrets,nhow we're in love with our sadness sometimes...nnBut you wanted something you saw in the sunset,nso don't you leave her 'til you know what it isnand let's turn to the westnand let's turn up the musicnand let's hope it's always as good as this...nnLife is cruel and it's clumsyn(but we never explain)nI wish I could say that it's better than thatn(why we treasure our secrets)nbut this is our timen(how we're in love with our sadness sometimes)nthis is all that we have 'til we turn out the lights...nnLife is cruel and it's clumsy save its very best momentsn(but we never explain)nI wish I could say that it's better than thatn(why we treasure our secrets)nbut this our timen(how we're in love with our sadness sometimes)nthis is all that we have 'til we turn out the lights.... nn