Half-Saved

Your voice is ringing in my ears

Cadenced and ever-clear

I'm in the middle of the road

Unrequited, uncontrolled

Caught still heavy-handed swing

Swallowed while the heavens sing

To be God-damned, but never feel a thing

To be half-loved

Or half-saved

Still means something but it's in a form I can't explain

To have half-gone

Or half-stayed

Maybe I've never really found

Or really lost my way

I held close the hands I used to know

Suspended in the altar's glow

Dissolved in harmony and grace

Hidden in that stranger's face

But still, I can't escape the sounds

That keep me held down to the ground

Their voices have all become too loud

To be half-loved

Or half-saved

Still means something but it's in a form I can't explain

To have half-gone

Or half-stayed

Maybe I've never really found

Or really lost my way

To be half-loved

Or half-saved

Still means something but it's in a form I can't explain

To have half-gone

Or half-stayed

Maybe I've never really found

Or really lost my way

To be half-loved

Or half-saved

Still means something but it's in a form I can't explain

To have half-gone

Or half-stayed

Maybe I've never really found

Or really lost my way