Meadowsong

I'll buy my insight at the bazaar Of silence and night skies Might shake some daylight off of the vine Or suffer the frostbite Wonder if I should keep all the lights out I don't think I see with my own eyes now Straight faced While glass is breaking on us It's just too personal I want to dig myself down Or up, in the now Without the stark naked rationale peeling off Safe human clocks turning Fast-paced and Slow-burning Engines with faces And hearts trapped in glaciers Floating up Looking down Close enough to get out Nurture your sanity and all of your secrets Televising the ascending friction Matches made in flammable cubicles What is too personal Is bottled up with the sound Of a loud mouth screaming out To announce their stark naked rationale peeling off It's just too personal I want to dig myself out Melt down When I'm found I'll be dressed up in Stark naked fashion - Over and out