Postcards

I can make a compromise
Aside, aside from turn the tide
A lopsided story
Accepted as such
I hold, and hold
I take it upon myself
That's why I'll try
To maintain it

On the brink of collapse
I was placed by your side
Now let the waves elapse

Postcards from my bed
Relate, relating my nights
A confused private tale
An undulated heart
I wait, and wait
I'm stepping aside
But now I'll try
to maintain it

On the brink of collapse
I was placed by your side
Now let the waves elapse

Now laying down
Secrets kept in the walls
It might be my turn to try it out
Memory tapes are willing to fade
If not i'm stucked, stucked in a cube
Picturing waves, wind
Memory tapes are willing to fade
Maybe a final step, please support me

On the brink of collapse
I was placed by your side
Now let the waves elapse