The Great Collector

Staring at photos from years ago and creeping back To the blue tint that illuminates the stack Knowing and growing Are different games to play And somehow, I don't feel very sound I didn't wanna die again But often feel on my nights in Like I've regressed to square one I put the flowers by the grave And left the shovel in my place But knew I wasn't done I've been the great collector I've watched the movie on rewind Stashed each remembrance to hold on to you Hold on to you But crave a life that's mine Thinking about my hope of moving far away A place flowing with open air Lots of empty shelves and a mass of vacant space To place new things that I bear I didn't wanna run away But wonder if today's the day To toss my lead heart aside Space to live, a place to breathe And finally enough space for me In which I can reside I've been the great collector I've watched the movie on rewind Stashed each remembrance to hold on to you Hold on to you But crave a life that's mine I've been your benefactor Many a moment too long I've sheared the old wings Off and I feel ten times lighter And now I'm floating home I'm floating home