Repine

How's it stand? What are we, left in sand? Flush my cheeks Wear me out Keep me clean Keep me longing Keep the quiet company Wear me out I heard a voice telling me Like your smoke waving And my eyes repine Wear me out That wick won't burn away It's giving uneven Wear me out Like a sistant heart in absence Like a sister who's finally had it Like a room left open Just for being kept like some lonely facet Like the promise of a place in nowhere You're neither here nor there Wear me out And the tree tos Like crooked beliefs The crosshatch crow's feet Reaching for the Baltimore heat And I repine Faster and faster Faster and faster now Faster and faster Faster and faster Your wick won't burn away Your wick won't burn away Your wick won't burn away Your wick won't burn away And what are we without regrets? What are we? Wear me out And what are we without that end; Without that death and darkness? Wear me out There's so many parallels from then to now We tried to believe we can turn it ourselves It's a flaw that can't be faked I heard a voice passing through And I know it's never you And I know what I'm looking to find And I repine Faster and faster Faster and faster now Faster and faster Faster and faster Your wick won't burn away Your wick won't burn away Your wick won't burn away Your wick won't burn away