The Collector Songtext
von Terami Hirsch

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 hold them down to touch their beauty

Oh, I collect what I cannot hold
I hold what I ache for
I collect what I can′t let go
I collect all I can

It's not that I want what 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 lovelier contained


There′s beauty in my ears
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 hold what I ache for
I collect what I can't let go
I collect all I can

It′s not that I want what 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 lovelier contained

Everything, everything, everything, everything contained
It's not that I want (it′s everything, everything)
It's not that I want (it's everything, everything)
It′s not (it′s not) that I want what I haven't got
What I haven′t got