Theseus

At the edges of my fingers Never quite closing round it Oh, that peace like a river Always going, but never getting Seems like maybe it's not all that much a place As it is a way And ways don't ever seem to want to Stay too still for too long Isn't that what it's all about? The slow trickling thaw that sets the banks in half The sweet melody it makes when the canyons crack I wanna give it all I've got, and I want nothing I want nothing back Whatever kingdom come, it probably won't come quick No mighty clarion to announce it No single use ark to discard in an instant Like Theseus's ship, we'll fix the busted bits 'Til it's both nothing like and everything It's always been It's a wonder we expect a thing to Stay the same at all Maybe that's what it's all about We keep fixing what we know is only bound to break What's worth saving is never worth letting go to waste I want to mend what I've got, instead of throwing away Ain't nothing come easy No, nothing comes quick It's gonna hurt like hell to become well But if we set the bone straight It'll mend It'll fix And we'll be well Ain't nothing come easy No, nothing comes quick But I want for you this, that you are well I want for us this, that we are well We are well, we are well We are well, we are well We are well