Calendar is open, the furniture’s dated

If I go out tonight, don’t wanna be persuaded

Running out of faces, it’s a failing structure

Go back to square one, and start with a whisper

Saved until it’s remade

Received but no relay

It was nothing but a first draft

It didn’t have an ounce of contrast

Another short-term getaway

A still frame in a time lapse

It served its purpose, moments of focus

I saw the future slip by unnoticed

It lives in the falsework and stays undercover

I hope my current state can hold the weight until it wants to be heard

Tip-toe over bridges that haven’t had upkeep

It might spell disaster to bet it all on black sheep

Every great idea has a long history

And every tower gets swallowed in the sea

Saved until it’s remade

Received but no relay

Yeah, it was nothing but a first draft

It didn’t have an ounce of contrast

Another short-term getaway

A wonder frame in a time lapse

It served its purpose, moments of focus

I saw the future slip by unnoticed

It lives in the falsework and stays undercover

I a hope my current state can hold the weight until it wants to be heard

Nail on nail, steel on steel

Construct myself in piecemeal

Skeletal and faceless

Unfinished empty spaces

Saved until it’s remade

Received but no relay

It was nothing but a first draft

It didn’t have an ounce of contrast

Another short-term getaway

A still frame in a time lapse, oh