Aura

Barely printed on the dot She wondered why the record stopped Flipping through the pages of A child's eulogy Surfacing beneath malaise A game of cards went on for days Escalated fog disease They've fallen to their knees Wait your turn There's something still inside Out of thousands gathered Asking how and why Caught and tamed The unexplained Formed a semblance of their normalcy And took it to their graves Watch Perhaps forgotten A girl preserved throughout the years Repainted in the prism past We're holding hands at long last Fortified by age-old condolences Drawings of the Northern Lights God, give us clearer skies Open-eyed, entangled in promises Furthering the questions asked Hands tied behind our backs Bared fangs behind a mask Set reminders, sworn to pray She swallowed whole another day Taking in the world at play It's brighter than the sun Reprimands sit in the brew Behind the show, a better view Aggravated fog disease Collapsing to their knees Wait your turn There's something still inside Out of thousands gathered Asking how and why Who's to blame? Is it mundane? Maybe tangible by needlework They're desperate for a name Burned A language unlearned The arbitrary colors of A variegated disarray Fortified by age-old condolences Drawings of the Northern Lights God, give us clearer skies Open-eyed, entangled in promises Furthering the questions asked Hands tied behind our backs Bared fangs behind a mask Tell me when the fog will subside Please, tell me when the fog will subside Poorly held together condolences Drowning out the northern lights Pay more for old advice Open-eyed, entangled in promises Buried under dying homes Hands tied in golden thorns I'm defined by guesswork analogies Documenting daily life Tell me I'll be alright Open-eyed, entangled in absentees Stories of a child's past Autopsied broken glass My aura shines at last Oh-oh