Straight North

Few views

Like the textures fading, running away from you

Like clarity from the bedside of my room

And I want you

Or your likeness from a view

No longer subject to

Days that drag like grinding breaks

A desert void of tricks to play

Lusting over all the things I'd change

Desperately entangled in

Mirage of what this could've been

A testament to all this weight I shed

This weight

I shed

This weight

I shed

Few views

Like the window garden spectating your room

Like patron saints, we're sent to start anew

With a solvent for our truths

Best wishes through and through

Ignore the signs directing eyes to

Words like a gun that we keep in the hold

Promises meant to confuse and to stall

Buy some time so I can let this go

Words like a gun that we keep in the hold

Promises meant to confuse and to stall

Please buy some time so I can let you go

Days that drag like grinding breaks

A desert void of tricks to play

Lusting over all the things I'd change

Desperately entangled in

Mirage of what this could've been

A testament to all this weight I shed

This weight

I shed

This weight

I shed

No more