Gray Joy

Dirt
For the pure sake of progress You could take it from me You’re always bending the truth and putting dirt in your eyes until this world is something you want to see And on the note of suggestion You’re burning out like a wick And though you snuffed the flame, you’re trying to place blame on those around who are still holding their breath Are you awake? Is anyone listening - To the Devil and God clawing at the walls of your skull, trying to escape? Are you awake? Is anyone out there? And was isolation all you dreamed it be or did you need someone to care? Circle back to the center In focus and in frame Without a structure to reference or hold the thought to dissect the schema loses all its shape Sometimes it’s alarming I can’t quite tell what I missed And though the path of the knife can be seen, it still seems like its act had permanence Indulge yourself Are you awake? Is anyone listening - To the Devil and God clawing at the walls of your skull, trying to escape? Are you awake? Is anyone out there? And was isolation all you dreamed it be or did you need someone to care? Some say the apple never falls from the tree, but even so, I dearly hope you’ll grow into twice the man you expect yourself to be Are you awake? Is anyone listening - To the Devil and God clawing at the walls of your skull, trying to escape? Are you awake? Is anyone out there? And was isolation all you dreamed it beas you drowned all your potential in apathy and alcohol So strangely assured that there’s not a force on earth that could ever change your course From Letras Mania