Stitches

Our mind's asleep and we're all going through the motions Like a ship to sea on some uncharted ocean Dream about the past you can't go back Bet your father never told you that Look in the mirror here's the root of all that's evil Pulling stitches through the holes of all these people Tie the knot before it closes back Bet you wish you could let go of that It's hard to stare at your broken soul You had a hard time but you never let it show Too ashamed of the things you'll never know Our little fractals make the fractions of a whole Break all the records in our broken home Find all the fractures in our fragile bones Clean all the corners of this unclean mind You'll find the answers when the timing's right You'll find the answers when the timing's right He's lead the wolves into the front door of your home It starts to fall apart before it's ever forms Try to stop yourself you can't hold back Little voices should have told you that Our mind's asleep and we're all going through the motions Like a ship to sea on some uncharted ocean Dream about the days you can't go back Bet your mother never warned you of that