Crooked Still - Half Of What We Know

Your lonesomeness I know
And your garden will not grow
You can weed it all you want, you're still too slow
If it wasn't for the sun, all the roses would've won
And you pin up on my blouse a blue ribbon

Your lonesomeness I know
It was mine not long ago
But I see it in your eyes, all dark with woe
‘Cause the stills have all run dry
Pretty women passed you by
They're lying in a pile waiting to die

And what if I never gave you keys to the kingdom fine
And what if I never made you walk that crooked line
And what if my love was raging, then would you be mine?
‘Cause only half of what we know comes true in time
Half of what we know comes true

Your lonesomeness I see, but I know it's not for me
And the mountains all have crumbled to the sea
And the mermaid finds you there, puts flowers in your hair
And thus begins your nautical affair

And what if I never gave you keys to the kingdom fine
And what if I never made you walk that crooked line
And what if my love was raging, then would you be mine?
‘Cause only half of what we know comes true in time
Half of what we know comes true

Your lonesomeness I feel
I can see it when we kneel at the altar where the ocean bites your heels
But the beach is turning black and the sand storm holds me back
And I lost you when you tumbled through the cracks

And what if I never gave you keys to the kingdom fine
And what if I never made you walk that crooked line
And what if my love was raging, then would you be mine?
‘Cause only half of what we know comes true in time
Half of what we know comes true in time
Half of what we know comes true in time
Only half of what we know comes true