i should have known better to see what i could see my black shroud holding down my feelings a pillar for my enemies i should have wrote a letter and grieve what i happen to grieve my black shroud i never trust my feelings i waited for the remedy when i was three three maybe four she left us at that video store be my rest be my fantasy be my rest be my fantasy i'm light as a feather i'm bright as the oregon breeze my black shroud frightened by my feelings i only wanna be a relief no i'm not a go-getter the demon had a spell on me my black shroud captain of my feelings the only thing i wanna believe when i was three and free to explore i saw her face on the back of the door be my rest be my fantasy be my rest be my fantasy i should have known better nothing can be changed the past is still the past the bridge to nowhere i should have wrote a letter explaining what i feel that empty feeling don't back down concentrate on seeing the breakers in the bar the neighbor's greeting my brother had a daughter the beauty that she brings illumination don't back down there is nothing left the breakers in the bar no reason to live i'm a fool in the fetter rose of aaron's beard where you can reach me don't back down: nothing can be changed cantilever bridge the drunken sailor my brother had a daughter the beauty that she brings illumination