INTRO:
this blinding afterimage
of a cinematic envisage
awakens
VERSE ONE:
top-selling secrets:
a house is not destroyed if you keep it
locked inside your heart, throw the key
over the north sea, no theivery to be committed
punishable by a lifetime of regret
CHORUS:
disbelieving of star-selling merchants
these left-handed truth-sellers bargaining children
who're innocent dream-dwellers, so alive and resilient
these bystanders wait in line to play the role of a villain
POST-CHORUS:
i am hearing my heartbeat
and i have chapters left to read
don't dissect my epitome
when i'm as free as i'll ever be
VERSE TWO:
eyes the shade of the richest red wine
mouth a treasure of golden dimes, with words so kind
a still-life sailor with no concept of time
will make the world pay for its petty misguidelines
and will penetrate it into your mind:
your virtue's your life, speak with words kind
(CHORUS and POST-CHORUS)
BRIDGE:
we place our worth on unreal passings of time
we escape from ourselves with screens and ghoulish blue light
tell me why we don't live up to our purpose that is it to live
tell me why we envy what we can't be why we trample roses
why we usher back and forth like there's no one way forward
why we crumple ourselves when in the face of something larger
(CHORUS and POST-CHORUS)
