Allow me a to explain While you were the ocean wasn't drained But It yawned and groaned as it rose its bed It stretched; diluted and extended its And took corporeal At in part at first But it encountered the Earth It took a draw in, extended its arms, and leapt the sky It took wing over and it rode on the wind It traveled the but as the sun dimmed It fat and as it cursed at the earth It fat and it cursed at the earth
In a rage and a display of bright lights It and began to give birth The bloom is off the rose, at for me for me The is off the rose, at least for me Dogs like me can bark, but the moves on Dogs me can bark, but the caravan just keeps on rolling on
you finally awoke, a new had formed Through the night, the magnificent storm
It fell the sky to and preform Its endless in its worn
The Sun, the Moon, the Earth, and the Tired metaphors played out before your Sedation, But to be satisfied and Without any source of gain to be what's in fashion
Interpret the to mean anything you want it to be I've heard these same words fall my own lips It falls flat and I its value It falls flat and I its worth
In a rage And a display of bright It and began to give birth The bloom is off the rose, at for me for me The is off the rose, at least for me Dogs me can bark, but the caravan moves on Dogs like me can bark, but the just keeps on rolling on
Better to a candle than curse at the to light a candle Better to light a than curse at the to light a candle
This is the of narrative and naivety Swallowing a of lies and empty poetry
You don't to be the one to tell me You don't to be the one to let me down You don't to be the one to tell me You don't to be the one to let me down You don't have to be the one to me You have to be the one to let me down You don't have to be the one to me You don't to be the one to let me down
A way of saying nothing But a narrative seems to allude to more With a purpose and a real But they're just words punched in a The same mistakes we before I, for one, am fucking Of that bring nothing new from the womb But if every story is the Then the has truly lost its bloom Can you sing it to me? I can't relate to this, I can't Maybe your preference, but I can't relate I can't relate to this, I can't Maybe your preference, but I can't relate.
"Where is the We're entertained. Where is the problem? entertained." My the consistency with every concept made just tell me a story What it convey? "Where is the problem? entertained. Where is the We're entertained." I want to feel more than just betrayed You are the I am the Are you satisfied, be satisfied, satisfied.