Hey you
I feel you moving
Inside my mind
And I can’t find a way
To leave you behind

And it’s so familiar
A tired beaten scene
Feels just like a week before you leave

And it’s alright
I’ve had all this practice
Throughout this life
It will be so much easier
This time

And it’s so familiar
A tired beaten scene
Feels just like a week before you leave
Pause rewind and play
Bow your head and pray
This time she might even stay away

Wish you’d hurry up
It’s the suspense that’s killing me
Knowing how it ends won’t set me free

A Week Before You Leave

Words have taken liberties with tides
And tides have taken liberties with life
Now life has taken liberties with self
And now I find there’s nowhere left to hide

The folding happens everywhere at once
Imploding dreams that disappear so fast
Hindsight a failure to deceive
A sudden pressure nothing can relieve

This is my personal 
Cesspool for discarded emotions
Seeping slowly through the cracks 
Of my misguided devotion

Now choices are mistakes just waiting to explode
And consequences are like shrapnel in the dark
And blame’s a bullet trying to find a face
Anger is as always just another mask

Exhaustion settles in to form a shroud
A numbness bending down thought and will
There’s indiscretion creeping in its wake
Another presence keeping logic still

This is my personal 
Cesspool for discarded emotions
Seeping slowly through the cracks 
Of my misguided devotion
And now that everything is ruined 
And they are paving over the remains
Suddenly you’re not so bold
You’re not so brave

Cesspool

Stepping stones to my extinction
Lead me in circles
Push me inside the great grey womb
Find the comfort in constant motion
Learn to love the concrete tomb

Skin cries out to skin in darkness
Take me captive
Your lips through smoky space will call
Fill the void of failed emotion
Slow this night down to a crawl

Further down the hole there's laughter
Paint me happy
Pin me forever frozen to a wall
Meet the light of coming morning
Wish it never came at all

We'll play the perfect game
When we find our way out
A broken game that no one ever wins

And no one here will dare to decide
And run away from these beautiful lies

Perfect Game

It stares me in the eye
Screams in my face
There’s no escape
These lines will take a part of you
Same as all those who came before 
He’s ready
He’s been clinging to it
Far too long

If you are ready to go
What am I here for?
If you’re so tired of it all
Why did you let me through the door?

Sudden exposure
To the elements
It leaves me breathless
Thinking inevitable is 
It seems so careless
Capping potential like this
It’s clear
How much
Matter of fact 
Is the finite
And jealous of its properties

If you are ready to go
What am I here for?
If you’re so tired of it all
Why did you let me through the door?
Why would you break the surface,
If you don’t want to live?
Why would I ever help you up
If there is nothing
Nothing for you here?  

I (am scared)
Will (you comfort me?)
Run (beside me)
Back (to paradise)
To (find)
Ignorance

Ignorance

Breaking this mold
Burning a new path
Maybe this time
I'll belong

Flow through this form
Breeding new spaces
I'll make more
Room for a home

(This dawn shines through another's face
How quickly they forgot this place
You tell me this is not a race
I'll still make the same mistakes)

Peel the layers shift the faults
Lay the bricks, but break the walls
Something ventured, something lost
Hollow gestures have no cost

Colored this wrong
As hard as you try
The paint will
Never stay on

Seen through a hole
The shadows will gather
To eclipse this
Empty role

Peel the layers shift the faults
Lay the bricks, but break the walls
Something ventured, something lost
Hollow gestures...
Oh these hollow gestures

Eclipse

Wait
I will start, I will start again
This is how I pray
No deity, just hope for
Something to change
Maybe I will find a way

Change
Won't you change, or just go away
This is what they say
No mercy, just another day
In the shade
If I'm not there... well, there is no disdain

Shade
Never there, never truly there
Choose another weapon
I know this time it will be okay
I just gotta wait
Maybe I will find a way

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