The Thread

Ten thousand tons Somehow gaining mass It senses the symptoms Of a life's thread rusting out It features the dangers With a mind for pure corrosion You won't say a word Why won't you look my way? As we gaze through the window The ash storm begins to rain Iron oxide tells the difference Patterning what this used to be I've got some feelings Some feelings as of late Meanwhile the ceiling Is what I can't shake What if we don't change? What if we stay the same? Then you're the ceiling The ceiling that I can't shake You can see my hands Reaching out, grasping at the thread Hear her laughter reverberate Through the lowest rings of hell I'll be gone once you're through with me I'll be gone once you're through with me I've got some feelings Some feelings as of late Meanwhile the ceiling Is what I can't shake What if we don't change? What if we stay the same? Then you're the ceiling The ceiling that I can't shake The ceiling that I can't shake The ceiling that I can't shake You won't say a word Why won't you look my way? As we gaze through the window The ash storm begins to rain You won't say a word Why won't you look my way? As we taste the shattered glass The ash storm begins to rain After all is said and done Unable to tolerate You can watch me go under Brought down by the weight After all is said and done Unable to tolerate You can watch me disappear Brought down by the weight You should speak up You should speak up Let me hear your voice Let me hear your voice