Heavy bed sheets,
Walking shadow play,
Parading blank stares
So is it my heartrate?
Will you have to operate?
Spat out in a blast,
In a dry but forgiving quick flare
Sleep is everything
We'll just give you something
We have a nice room with a view…
I should listen to wisdom
It's the best thing you can do…
But my heart is still numb
Yes, but win a few, loose a few…
I feel empty as they come
We tried everything get through…
If there's really nothing you can do
Out of that oddly moving mouth
All skin and creaky bones
Comes a mantra
That should beat your karma
But there's nothing there to see
Don't bring me to my knees
Your logic is failing me
If there's really nothing you can do
This can only mean one thing,
It can only mean one thing,
Nothing that I loved has survived,
It's already gone
I mean everything and everyone,
This can only mean one thing,
It can only mean one thing,
Nothing that I've done will survive
Not even one
Gone will be every note of every song
Stop gazing down
You walking blank page syndromes
Don't let it in there
Cut or rip it out of there
