Ox-Eye

Of all the words you said
These were the ones that could have saved us both
But you said them
Far too late

Of all the words you said
These could've kept the shadows
Of my family
From the ground on which I'm walking

And if I often tell the [bad word] 
Facts based on something
I could touch
Things would be all different now

Of all the words you said
These were the ones that could have saved us both
You said them
Far too late

And if I often tell the [bad word] 
Facts based on something
I could touch
Things would be all different now

And I wouldn't have to lie
As I see [bad word] in their eyes
On my way down to see them
There'd still be the loss
That we knew when we were kids

And I wouldn't have to lie
And say I'm just fine