Morningtime

What if I went down to the pinegrove And didn't find anything? What if I went past it Yet nothing in me sang? Yeah Now I'm behind again Because my bones won't align that way Some other time, yeah In another life Ever since "The Archangel Michael Killing Satan" I've been tryna capture Both ends of the splinter The visible part between my fingernails And the part still in my finger Ever since I can remember Since the day before they split I've been tryna capture Some realm I don't know yet You and I, we're immiscible I've known it since we laid in the thistles And in the moments when I'm difficult You silence me in my revolt Ever since 'I' Since the moments when the night limped by And all of a sudden it was morningtime Morningtime, morningtime