Coalesce

Behind the smile he hid his troubles

And checked his pockets for some more

Along the river he found gravel

He brought it home and sowed a thorn

Coalesce, it gives you nothing

Shut them doors - that moment comes

Coalesce, reacted slowly

To the point it melts the stars

Go tuck the patches on the porches

Protective of the sleepy pawns

The end of may, they took his horses

And left alone he counted stars

Coalesce, it gives you nothing

Shut them doors - that moment comes

Mended, aggressive, corrupt little fly

Try to imagine how everything dies

I'm not excited to be where you are

Mended, aggressive, and bound by your cries