Fortune

If it is binding
 If it is finding out
 Nothing fills the valley in my chest
 Only something I knew I'd regret
 Or so I figure
 Until I find myself
 Tugging out the linens on the bed
 Leaving no impression where I slept
 The truth is always when it's gone, it's gone
 And I left you a fortune
 And even in the full embrace of love
 Is it really just one?
 We dream of binding
 We dream of finding out
 Morning comes and rider rings the hand
 As if we are anything but powerless
 And so I figure
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 And here I find myself
 Mourning my condition, I can't tell
 If it's proof that I am sick or well
 But you can't paint a picture of the sun
 You can't see it undone
 The truth is always when it's gone, it's gone
 But I left you a fortune
 And even in the full embrace of love
 Is it really just one?