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