Death Nesting - Nothing Left To Mend

I’ve patched every hole that the world tore through, Tried holdin’ hearts like a man holds truth. But love and sorrow, they both wear thin, And I don’t know where the end begins. Every grave I’ve dug’s got a name I know, Every loss I’ve carried left me burned low. I’ve held too many hands gone cold, Each one took a piece I’ll never hold. Ain’t no light comin’ round the bend, Just another day I gotta defend. I’ve given more than I can lend, Now there’s nothin’ left to mend. The bottle’s half-empty, but I still pour slow, Like the act of tryin’ means I don’t let go. I hum my sorrow ‘til it sounds like grace, Then I hang my head and curse this fuckin’ place. Ain’t no light comin’ round the bend, Just another day I gotta defend. I’ve given more than I can lend, Now there’s nothin’ left to mend. If grief’s my trade, I’ve paid the toll, A lifetime spent buryin’ what can’t be whole. The dirt’s in my veins, the dark’s in my chest, And the silence knows me better than the rest. So when I’m gone, don’t pray my name, Just lay me down where the wild roots claim. No choir, no sermon, no mournin’ friend, Just the sound of rain and the workin’ wind. Ain’t no light comin’ round the bend, Just another day I can’t defend. I’ve given more than I can lend, Now there’s nothin’ left to mend.