Eleventh

what a narrowing plane, that i had to fall through.

a harrowing maze, that i had to crawl through.

I saw all the shapes, but nothing became of my heart.

and I (was embraced/wasn't braced), so i had to falter,

at the top of the hill, the top of Toronto,

where we mortgaged the sun/son, something became of my heart.

but everything's falling apart, once again.

I flew in closer, there's no place to land.

I was only ever a friend of a friend of a friend,

to you.

To you. You. You.

as we walk through the rain, (CNE/See any) carnage.

and the way that it came, thunderous and violent.

oh to mortgage the faith,

something became (of/on) the heart.

At the guess of my weight/wait,

we won (a/the) prize of a minimum wage.

Surely September will come to erase,

but 38's etched in my heart.

everyone's falling in love, once again.

I threw it all, there was nowhere to land.

I was only ever a scam, of a plan, of a man,

to you.

oh my god, oh my god.

Was it worth all the trouble?

Were you given enough?

Were you given enough for a love?