作曲 : Christian Holden
Open the curtains
Singing birds tell me
"Tear the buildings down."
You felt blessed
To receive their pleasant sound
Of things that break
Make you cringe
Inside yourself there's a child
Counting stars in their time-out
Of their day
In the corners of their frame
They are encased
In the losing of a grain
Of themselves
Pushed against the ebb and flow
Wave good-bye and watch it go
Well show me the honest, proper way
To disarm predatory gaze
Sucking dry
Never satiated
You've been misused
Been rewired
You're short-circuiting now
Just remember when
You'd call me to come
Take a deep breath, and then jump
So fragile are bodies
So concave, work in
Self-destructive ways
Shot from the hip and missed

Detaching from all of this
In
 physical pictures you remain
Spiral 'round yourself in figure-eight
I recoil at every new beginning
I searched for a way out
Don't we all?
Existentialist recall

Turn in all dichotomies and
Truths
that I gave
I felt wrong in many ways
Didn't heal
Just got harder every day
To be still
To be passing
Through the throes
In a daze
Feeling heavy
Feeling cold in my skin
In my hand-me-downs
Wearing everything thin
And the pills
That you gave didn't do anything
I just slept for years on end