Leave well enough alone To you too And to you too Then I drain into sleep
There are few that in whom I'd confide So I'll try my hand at being weightless I'll come to and continue to get by No outlet I guess
So then forward And incomplete At best at peace At rest at least
Patterns and habits I live inside them now I hope to trap myself in a museum piece Admired in a flattering light and at night left be Finding something in no answers A labyrinth with no center
Forge my way to some other side Where I assume it'll be weightless Weight announces itself as a new surprise That I know I should have seen coming
Stretching out until something tears Like chewing sand or swallowing hair And your best foot Then met with ambivalence Resounding and with flip ignorance But I live here now Then acceptance of what I choose and its place in nowhere Unearthing what might have no use My new position and place of residenceTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
