Divine Fault Line

I'm learning to love my skin, I'm learning to dive right in I think it's time to sweep the eggshells clean I'm starting to dance again, I'm using my hands again And out of the headwind, I'm hearing the sirens saying Don't get cold feet once it gets steep (I've been slow and so trepidatious) don't keep (And not knowing if I could make it) waitin' (Cut my body off from itself, got no water left in the well) let it break in (I've been slow and so trepidatious) hurt, hurt (And not knowing if I could make it) hurt, free (Cut my body off from itself, got no water left in the well) hurt, hurt You're on your own dark side of the border tonight And you're all fucked up, and you're wantin' to die And that's the place where the breaking out begins It's the divine fault-line opening I'm tired of where I've been, out in the dark, looking in How do they move so easy, I keep on freezing Why can't I leap over the break? The way that animals behave when their life's at stake (I've been slow and so trepidatious) don't get (And not calling if I could make it) cold feet (Cut my body off from itself) once it (Got no water left in the well) gets steep (I've been slow and so trepidatious) hurt, hurt (And not knowing if I could make it) hurt, free (Cut my body off from itself, got no water left in the well) hurt, hurt, hurt You're on your own dark side of the border tonight And you're all fucked up, and you're wantin' to die And that's the place where the breaking out begins It's the divine fault-line opening Don't get cold feet once it gets steep Hurt, hurt, hurt, free, hurt, hurt, hurt, free (I've been slow and so trepidatious) hurt, hurt (And not knowing if I could make it) hurt, free (Cut my body off from itself) hurt, hurt (Got no water left in the well) hurt, free (I've been slow and so trepidatious) hurt, hurt (And not knowing if I could make it) hurt, free (Cut my body off from itself) free, free (Got no water left in the well) free, free You're on your own dark side of the border tonight And you're all fucked up, and you're wanting to die And that's the place where the breaking out begins It's the divine fault-line opening And for the sake of not holding onto things, I'm going headlong in And for the sake of not holding onto things, for the sake of not holding onto things And for the sake of not holding onto things, I'm going headlong in And for the sake of not holding onto things, and for the sake of not holding onto things And for the sake of not holding onto things