Operose

Can you tell that I am trying? When you're feeling oh, so bad Recall the time you felt so mad In season, and display Death and impedance, on it's way I can't believe you found a way I can't believe you found your pace Knock the front door of operose When you try to sell yourself, now I cant find the right words to make it known That no one is buying what you're trying to sell Can't you tell that I am trying? Hey, could you tell me about that day when you ditched work To head straight to the park? (A little more light to hold your gaze A little more light to hold you at bay) "Pilgrimage for days" You always told me the best stories And that's a fact You made it a point to stay behind the word of peer review What is the point of it all? Contemplate all of the ways you lose and you could fail Take my advice and consider Consider what the context of the plot is to you