Текст песни Converge - Home Song

For words, two minutes, three years
for my fingertips to grow numb
Could this be the moment
when the "finally" becomes the "wish i could"?
Desperation and outstretched memories
now I see you only in bad dreams
I never reset
I only see you in bad dreams
Let me explain
Close enough to feel your words
Far enough to read your flesh.