As One

Its grown outside

Wrapped around         The start

From you she goes

She'll be on my wall        Tonight

You'll be her    now

Oh,   if you like ?

The vine she grows

Has reached some heights       Down

To the bottom

Of some memories

To the bottom 

Of my Ache

To the bottom

Of your empathy

To the bottom

Of our heart

As one

As one

I'm old enough

To hold a rifle

I pull her close        I was

The boy of a daughter

You push me oh, oh you

Push me more

Beyond the point

Of wanting a little more

To the bottom

Of some memories

To the bottom 

Of my Ache

To the bottom

Of your empathy

To the bottom

Of our heart

As one

As one.