Unmade

When we were young

Our words were innocent

Whiter than snow

Awkward and slow

Now when we speak

We risk an avalanche

But that's not enough now

To reroute our plans

I believe that we've got it wrong got it wrong

We'll realize when it's said and done said and done

That in our words we've lost so much more

Than we've ever won

The aftermath

Is cracked wood where fences stood

And the broken bones of our childhood

In our trembling fear

We put words inside God's mouth

We cover our tracks

And get so proud of ourselves

We get so proud of ourselves

We get so proud of ourselves

When we get away

I believe that we've got it wrong got it wrong

We'll realize when it's said and done said and done

That in our words we've lost so much more

Than we've ever won

It's in our nature to complicate

But in the end it's the casualties

That carry all the weight