Texty
Great static in the system
Tied, invited, of itself
You threaten blow and hallow scores
And barricade yourself
In a cycle of resistance
Where our words bled out themselves
Such beauty in your shadow
As you wrestled with your breath
It took courage to know
To weave, to bend with the flow
I should know
How to shred the tightrope
Seven years before
We met, then severed ties
Inseparable our condition
You are the ghost behind the veil
Tethered to the fiction
The nature of our fears
It took courage to know
To weave, to bend with the flow
I should know
How to shred the tightrope
Seven years before
We met, then severed ties
I wanted nothing more
Than to love, and be loved by you
There was another door
Prey to lust
Now I must find you
Severed by underscores
In the mouth
Of a town where we once grew up by the sea
I wanted nothing more
I wanted nothing more
I wanted nothing more
I wanted nothing more
Written by: Joseph Kiernan
