Lyric of the Week | Amy Speace > May 26, 2009

I have failed and I have fallen, cried till I was bawling
Been down so low my face was on the tiles
Where the cold against my lips, hollow like your kiss
Was empty as a North Dakota mile
I tried leaving without losing but the hardest part was choosing
Which direction I would run when I was free
And the only thing I’ve learned is that I haven’t learned a thing

I’ve drank one too many glasses, I’ve been bruised and I’ve been battered
By mistakes I never bothered to avoid
And friends who tried to offer advice I never followed
Grew tired of watching all that I’d destroyed
So I faked my best foot forward, while sneaking backwards toward
The center where the truth wouldn’t sting
And the only thing I’ve learned is that I haven’t learned a thing

We live we yearn we flame we burn we cry
We crawl we run we reach to touch the sky
And though our wings are made of wax
We try to fly to close to the light
Trying to get it right

You stood there like a stoic, made me feel so claustrophobic
Wishing you’d give me a reason not to leave
The walls closed in tighter and I felt like an outsider
In the home that was my haven all those years
But I knew that I was certain, like the dropping of a curtain,
When I saw you’d taken off that ring
Guess the only thing I’ve learned is that I haven’t learned a thing

From “Haven’t Learned A Thing”
Written by Amy Speace