The Toast

The Toast

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Lyrics

Holding onto Nothing

Written By: Kirsten Moore

I can't feel my body,
I'm slipping I'm slipping.
Can't feel my body, I'm slipping.

It's all a blur,
I'm tripping, I'm tripping.
Can't see your face, I'm tripping.

Oh....I am holding onto nothing.
Oh....You're nothing.

Like a hologram,
Can't touch me, cant touch me.
I'm light as air, can't grasp me.

Slipping through your fingers like sand, I'm sand.
Slipping through your fingers like sand.

Oh....I am holding onto nothing.
Oh....You're nothing, you're nothing.

And it's too late now, too late now,
I'm gone, I'm gone. *2

Oh....Oh.....You're nothing.

Trust

Written By: Kirsten Moore

Today should be a good day, last day of winter.
Today should be a good day, wave goodbye to the chill.
They said today was the day, all would neatly wrap up.
They said today was the day, to trust.

And soon enough she said.
Soon we'll learn acceptance.
To listen when they tell us, to trust.
Just trust.

I opened up my though waves, because that's what they wanted.
Vulnerable like never before.
I opened up my fingers, burnt from all the wreckage.
I opened up my fingers to trust.

And soon enough she said.
Soon we'll learn acceptance.
To listen when they tell us, to trust.
Just trust.

And that's just it they call it truth, preach these words yet show no proof. *4

And soon enough she said.
Soon we'll learn acceptance.
To listen when they tell us, to trust.
Just trust.

Sorry

Written By: Kirsten Moore

I'm hopeless and I'm shallow,
I'm vicious and I hide.
I'm boring and I'm unprepared for all that waits inside.
I hate to loose but never win, as hard as I do try.
I'm patient and I'm calm, ok fine, that's just a lie.

And I've used up all my sorries they've stopped meaning anything.
Come spilling from my mouth, but no truth they bring.
So I'm screaming in your face, and you just smile at me.
And I hit you with the word, I just hit you with the word.

I always make excuses, to never step outside.
I'm obsessive and I want my way, every single time.
I'm angry and aggressive,
I know how to put it on,
I've learn't the perfect way, to sing your favorite song.

And I've used up all my sorries they've stopped meaning anything.
Come spilling from my mouth, but no truth they bring.
So I'm screaming in your face, and you just smile at me.

And I hit you with the word, I just hit you with the word. *2
I'm sorry...I'm sorry!

And I've used up all my sorries they've stopped meaning anything.
Come spilling from my mouth, but no truth they bring.
So I'm screaming in your face, and you just smile at me.

And I hit you with the word, I just hit you with the word.*2