Don't be so hard on yourself for losing
I don't think you had it in your soul to win
You bristle hard at any suggestion
That you could take the wheel and save the day
You're silver tongued but my fleece is golden
I'm the king of this lonely hospital
And the days are long since gone
When I could look you in the eye without seeing a lie
The way it used to be said is the brightest bull shit
I can see their mouths moving but I can't hear a sound
You're silver tongued but my fleece is golden
I'm the king of this lonely hospital
At the start it's so easy to be full of fire
But it's all on you to sustain
And I can see you bleeding out slowly
Every time we take the hammer to the anvil
And sometimes you wake in a dark room and think
You can scream yourself away from this reality
You're silver tongued but my fleece is golden
I'm the king of this lonely hospital
These stones will break my back
It'll be worth it when I'm old
To see the things I've made still standing tall
Alone, and when I'm gone I'll return to the soil
Long before this spire begins to weather