Skin

I am save in my own skin Though my armour is paper-thin Fixate on history As if it can be changed The words are inked indelibly But I can't face the next blank page But if I keep walking this line You'll hear enough that you'll think you've seen inside The light won't get in The darkness keeps me save from what's within I'm out on a limb Well prepared for you to cut it off We can talk it out But I'd rather talk around If you're feeling uncomfortable That's common ground I accept and I concede The weather won't change for me I hope I smell the blossom soon I pray for my own spring My winter has been desolate And less than forgiving But if I keep walking this line You'll hear enough that you'll think you've seen inside The light won't get in The darkness keeps me save from what's within I'm out on a limb Well prepared for you to cut it off We can talk it out But I'd rather talk around If you're feeling uncomfortable That's common ground