[Verse 1] The silk did all the catching, love, before I ever came. I don't build and I don't hunt. I only ease the pain. You pulled against the silver till it scored you to the bone. I'm only here to whisper, dear: you needn't fight alone. [Chorus] I'm not the trap--I'm the mercy. I'm the warmth that follows cold. I never take what you're still using. I just loosen what you hold. And if it quits hurting, darling, before it quits holding you-- that's not healing. That's me, coming through. [Verse 2] The web can't drink a creature while it's stubborn in its skin, so I move softly through the walls and turn the outside in. I never break a body, love. I teach it to agree. A broken thing remembers force. A willing thing thanks me. [Chorus] I'm not the trap--I'm the mercy. I'm the warmth that follows cold. I never take what you're still using. I just loosen what you hold. And if it quits hurting, darling, before it quits holding you-- I was already through. [Bridge] You'll call me sleep, you'll call me peace, you'll call me letting go. You'll thank me with your final breath. They mostly do, you know. [Final Verse] The lion wore the spider's coat and smiled before he bit. He showed you all his kindness, love. I make you welcome it. So rest now, dear. The ache is done. No solid ground. No second door. The mercy and the meal were always the same mouth.
