firma (feat. Mount Palomar)

Here lies, the body of someone who could of chose their words better The ground below, it feels so paper thin When all you know is caving in All sense of self, gets swallowed up The deepest depths in which I never look And the chances that we wasted, of so much precious time Weigh heavy on these weary shoulders of mine Here lies, the body of someone who could of chose their words better The place where I'm going, is more crowded than ever And though I hear you now, you could of chose your words better Here I stand, at the edge of my mind Fragmented and clouded, wrapped tightly in disguise Their weight upon my soul, a heavy price The pen in which I discard thoughts from another life Live in (look to) the past as if dripping in gold Yet faces are fading now as I get old Waves of nostalgia they spill over me Broken foundations encased in debris Transpose the lens from that of love to lust Like rose tinted glass with thick covers of dust No light can enter, yet dull glow escapes The hum of the fallout embalms the mistakes Dreams of green grasses when I close my eyes Get left in the dark til they wither and die Those shades of yellow then turn brown to black Choked by the ash they will never grow back Never grow back Never grow back Never grow back