Terami Hirsch - The Collector

Why can't i let it go?
I’m tired of impossibilities
Chasing down a ghost
To pin it like a butterfly
And hang it on my wall for beauty

I was running through the noise
Playground photographs of me
Chasing down the boys
And tripping over shoelaces
I'll hold them down to touch their beauty

Oh, i collect what i cannot hold
I collect what i ache for
I collect what i can't let go...
I collect all i can!

It’s not that i want
What i haven't got
Or that i want what i'm not - oh!
But in between the wanting and the being
Everything, everything
Is so much lovlier, contained

There's beauty in my ears
In a broken song that has no ending
A bridge between the years
A canopy of faded branches
Where is the color?
Where are my souvenirs?
Oh, i collect what i cannot hold
I collect what i ache for
I collect what i can't let go...
I collect all i can!

It's not that i want
What i haven't got
Or that i want what i'm not - oh!
But in between the wanting and the being
Everything, everything
Is so much lovlier, contained

Everything, everything
Everything, everything
It’s not that i want
It’s not that i want
It's not that i want
What i haven’t got
What i haven't got