Rather Vapid - The Fifteen Lyrics

Empty spaces join me on the fifteen
A pair of days spent searching for distractions
Severed saints emulate a congregation
A pleasant exchange for a name

He continues to orchestrate this harsh perspective
Now a pleasant sound
A hopeful scene
An autumn brown
A glimpse of a moving song

Now the scene is swallowed by the faceless
Skeletal shapes reach from the abstract
There's a room where I'll use your face
A callous exchange for a name

He continues to orchestrate this contradiction
Streets communicate their apathy
Now a table on the edge with a view
A fleeting friend
A weekend apart
Now looking through the hole in the door
A tiled wall
A man with a mask
A sixty millimeter world