I hear, in the night

something strange

At first it disappears then comes back again

I can feel it, I can taste it in the air tonight

Hard to be certain so I linger for a little while

And I breathe a single sigh and it soothes me

My stomach turns

I grow concerned

And start to flee

If you don't mean it then don't say it

Do you even try?

I seek the solace of the silence so I think you'll find

Too many days, turn into nights

Too many nights end with compromise

Too many institutes will preach to you with false prophets

Too many institutes will coerce you with false promise

And that feeling

As the rot sets in

And I feel it

Sinking in

I think it's fantastic, I think it's fantastic

the way it bends the way it moves the way it shapes itself

It's like a liquid

One that's highly addictive

Too many days, turn into nights

Too many nights end with compromise

Too many institutes will preach to you with false prophets

Too many institutes will coerce you with false promise

This is the human form, this is the human form

There is no way to raise complaints Re: trajectories we're on

Just grin and bear

If you don't share it do you even try?

I don't believe that there is more to you than meets the eye

And just like that I step outside

And underneath the open sky

Nestled just beyond a light-year there's a signal that is burning bright

And in tongues I do not recognise

I'm comforted by tired eyes

And this feeling unwinds

And that feeling

As the rot sets in

And I feel it

Sinking in