Columbine of conscious symbol training went a long way
when my timbre grew away from everything that fell today
All my love was dwindling to all the empty songs we sing
and still the sentiment was clinging
to the walls of distant ending
All the fallen trees claim constant
craving for your distant dream
Cause' all that was awake just fell asleep in the whole world
all the fallen trees grew roots that didn't look like they'd belong
creator control the matter
don't inebriate the latter
solemn tide drew manic crystal fading from its mystic mane
of bubble fainting from my shamest cresting window pane
up and down the roads grew dark and light with every single spark you
made me fall in love forever
I was special to whoever gave me what I have for now
and wont burn out that raining cloud
but all that was awake just fell asleep in the whole world
and now that grinning sun you paired up with that frowning moon you cleared up
created the blackest matter
for the faintest sound of shatter
maybe when the little words are cleaner for the future birds rain on their faces
maybe when we smile more awake awake awake awake awaken the basements
awaken the rain scent
wash off the face paint
tell us the wrong things
take all the wrong things
Jesus Christ x8
