Branches branchin' out, now in the woods, I hear you shufflin' around.
But you will disappear, as wind takes leaves, I'll stand there stoic as can be.
Rings circle me now, reveal my past, and doubt whatever lies ahead.
But roots rooted in changing seas, are split by axes traded like commodity.

Well I've splintered just like woodgrain, and I saw a saw to see my friends again.
So just ship me out in cargo planes, with hopes of standing up one day again.

Twigs snap like reality, as fire burns oh, I can feel the heat.
But lightning bolts dont frighten me, cause I have made amends with disbelief.
Sap it saps my strength, through thick skin I try to speak but draw a blank.
Well soils dry from all the lies, fallin' down on me without no rain

I've splintered just like woodgrain, lacquer lacks what I need to remain.
So just ship me out in cargo planes so I can see all of my charred remains.

Oh well steams applied and I will bend I will not break this is a test.
Set fire to me and I will burn but from the ashes Ill return.
To blossom in the winter time.
Oh Ive splintered but Ill be all right.
All right.

Oh will I be all right
Oh Ill be all right       (x4)

Will I be all right

Woodgrain

His skin is alabaster those gears are turning faster in his mind
Just as raindrops they are given to eyelashes in need of some disguise

Now his skin it burns to plaster those gears they start collapsing from all sides
As he summits silent fears no one hears his voice echo so damn wide

And she says
Come to me with anything
All your wildest hopes and dreams 
towers keep us both in sync
Youre my blood and my bones
Thanks for listening

Now he walks cross mountain tops with granite bones resolute against his sigh
And he hears that same damn song playing in his head every single night

Snow its raining down begins to melt as rivers rush in from all sides
As voices echo near shimmering like golden sunlight in the sky

And she said
Come to me with anything
All you wildest hopes and dreams
Towers keep us stumbling 
Youre my blood and my bones
Thanks for listening

Clarity

Well

Start with the inside the side that sighs all those questions to your name
Spin the globe round place your finger down it lands where it lands
Hold your breath until it hurts we don't know when another wind may rise
As this halo circles over me I fear that I may soon meet my demise

And we're told 
our whole lives 
that dead ends start with me 
Oh how do I kill this mockingbird it sure is killing me

Stumble round this town with dust in hand oh she's circlin' round me
Ragged ropes and ghosts whisper to themselves amongst the trees
Please exhale I know it hurts this life is just the wind by and by
Dizzying thoughts fill my reservoir this damn will break in time

And we're told 
our whole lives 
that dead ends start with me 
Oh how do I kill this mockingbird it sure is killing me

Ive added up my Atticus as finches fly oh so silently
No it wasnt cause the winter but still they sure as hell better leave
Those finches flapping wings made a breeze through all the trees of my town
Cracks begin to form as walls of solitude come rushing down

And we're told 
our whole lives 
that dead ends start with me 
Oh how do I kill this mockingbird it sure is killing me

How do I kill this mockingbird it sure is on repeat

Well start with the inside the side that sighs all those questions to your name



Mockingbird

Oh this vale runs deep littered with ennui
Caprice showers me uneventfully
Smoke begins to rise how your words chastise 
And your carcass wreaks of fermented lies
 
For so long
Truth sang her dying song
The cynics with their caw
Or were they in the call

Oh what a perfect twain to smother in your rain
Left to asphyxiate but you just walk away

Like dew left on the blades

So these sales run wild as we sell and buy 
though we know happiness cannot be bought 
Harlots will remiss husbands will be missed
As my marrow sings softly to your bones

For so long 
Earth shook so Id respond
Those skeptics in my eaves
were shaking all the trees 

Oh what a perfect twain to smother in your rain
Left to asphyxiate but you just walk away

Like dew left on the blades

Cinder settles low truth she finds her home
Somewhere on the road so she cannot go
 Ardor lingers on like a dead mans song
Playing on repeat someone turn it off

Visage rich but cheap made of priceless things 
Like discarded dreams no one cares to keep
At the vestibule we are 0 for 2
Clerics break on through preaching all but truth

For so long 
To whom did I belong
The innocent involved
This blame will not wash off

Oh this rain has drug me to the roof
Reality looks on as proof 
Dew drops linger on the grass 
As real life ghosts walk right on past

This rain has drove me to the roof 
As reality looks on as proof
Dew drops linger on the grass 
As first of kin walk right on past


Recording 60

Burn

Broken strings broken plans I broke your heart you broke my hands

Mystery how she consumes codependently obtuse

How you write erase my name vacillation page by page

All the stories that you move I dissolve inside of you


You wrote me into stories told

Bled your ink now you’re all alone

Story ends how its all my fault


Buy my patience bide my time 

Buy my books and buy my lies

That I sold you long ago

Layered somewhere in this tome

How this plot is so unfair

Truth wins nothing in the end

So please write me if you dare 

Maybe I can please you there


You wrote me then you wrote me off

Bled your ink now it stains my thoughts

Story ends still its all my fault


Number chapters 1 by 1 

Authors novels almost done

I appear now all but gone 

Surface in the epilogue 

Pacing anxiously you stare 

Lines of doubt you cannot bear

As you reread every scene 

Page by page its bittersweet


You wrote me as these shivers crawled

Page by page everything was torn

Story ends how I fucked it up

Troy Leach

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