Lighting up the room
Like we always do
But the eye of the storm is blind to the path it leaves behind it's true
Plans that keep falling through
The distance between me and you
Growing and showing a piece of me shrinking as I watch in my rearview
Too fast or too soon
What was our excuse?
Reel off old reasons angels and demons don't bore me with something new
Cus' all I need is a clue
But they're far between and few
Drifting just beyond my reach my inner peace like a runaway balloon
I'm losing sight of my sound
The air is under the ground
I feel out for a new taste
Of a different brain
I knew you then but truth be told
This tiresome story's getting old
A certain depth you cannot reach
A lesson that you cannot teach
I'm biting lead is it white or red?
Too many close shaves to not be dead
That's par for course been here before
Not feeling tired just pretty sore
I'm here to take away your head
Soft pillow stains this barrel red
Sunset and darkness falls
Waves crash at crumbling walls
Try as you might you bark and you bite but you know there'll be no curtain call
Live until you learn
Or watch the pyre burn
Acolytes, sinners, wisemen, beginners all will take their turn
So try try try again
But remember that apathy supersedes sympathy in the end
I knew you then but truth be told
This tiresome story's old
A certain depth you cannot reach
A lesson that you cannot teach
I'm biting lead is it white or red?
Too many close shaves to not be dead
That's par for course been here before
Not feeling tired just pretty sore
Double barrel personality
You broke in half but you ain't broken me
Pull back shotgun the wisdom