Sink Low Lyrics - Parables For Wooden Ears - Powderfinger

It sure is quiet around here 

The phone never rings anymore 

So I'll wallow in silence 

And nail my soul to the floor 

'Cause I'm angry and jealous 

And sick and tired of untruth 

And I'm lonely my pride is bruised 

My wheels sink low 

Love's candle burns slow 

If I spread my wings 

Will I ever leave the ground? 

All of these painful scenes 

That drag me down 

My wheels turn slow 

Loves candle burns slow 

And now my eyes are dressed in rags 

To hide the scars from what I've seen 

And my fall form grace 

Could it be a lesson to you? 

And if I trade my place 

Would it make it better for you?