Lyrics
Blinded and somewhat numb
From the bad beats of a drum
Still foam gathers around your mouth
For a dime at the bottom of a couch Its a wonder you don’t blush
Of all the sad birds in a bush
Its a wonder you don’t bleed out
I'm watching loneliness itself
Walk with a cane and looking rough
Seen better days
And yet still cool as a frozen moon
In the absence of a modern day
Bonafide robe wearing saint
You say whatever you don’t mean
And get your lessons from the silver screen
Im watching emptiness itself
Walking in shame
Looking worn
Seen better days
And yet still cool as a frozen moon
Written by: Daniel Garcia
