Spring swallowed winter Like bitter swallows sweet You said you were tired Of missing the stars Tripping on your feet I'm trying to make it better I've been saying it so long That things will be better soon Better soon, i know... Once, twice, three times again There is no road so far down beyond recovering Once, twice, three times again There is no road so far down beyond recovering Beyond recovering You'd been holding out for hope Long after hope, she had let go. Craving, she keeps coming by though Doubt holds court With her small town boasts. The worst is how she's familiar, How she's comfortable... Once, twice, three times again There is no road so far down beyond recovering Once, twice, three times again There is no road so far down beyond recovering Beyond recovering Spring swallowed winter like Bitter swallowed sweet You were tired of missing the stars Tripping on your feet Don't mistake for brokeness What is just a fragile state of opening Of coming out of the night Into day Once, twice, three times again There is no road so far down beyond recovering Once, twice, three times again There is no road so far down beyond recovering Once, twice, three times again There is no road so far down beyond recovering Once, twice, three times again There is no road so far down beyond recovering Beyond recovering Beyond recovering