Of Matter: Retrospect
Trying to salvage the debris my devotion
Tied around your waist lest you fall
No one seems to sense the strain
No one seems to know
Burning bridges as I cower beneath
Trying to salvage the debris my devotion
Tied around your waist lest you fall
No one seems to sense the strain
No one seems to know
I don't begin to proclaim that I know
I can't continue down this road
Dwelling on what has come to pass
No force alive will bring it back
I would know
I can feel the pressure getting steeper
With every life lost
You hope that I won't see the light
Of day in time to come
With no conviction founded just
Judgement contorted based on lust
Give me strenght!
Your assumption brings to a conclusion
Of no consequence
And I refuse to play into your hands for your appeal
Inadequate, inadequate
I know, I know, I know
I know
I've hoped, I've hopep
You'll see me