Flushed and framed
I never thought that we would see the same
But your contrast changed
My filter fades
As I rearrange my words in useless ways
Cause’ it’s all the same
I spent my spare time hiding talking calls from home
Telling the only people that might care to know
Fighting sleep and sickness till’ the mud turned stone
Lost in tense and presence till’ my nerves would show
But I still feel it
I’ll fight the shapes inside my sleep
Following paths in my hindsight
Where intent and end can meet
But I still feel it
Within the burns that mark my chest
Longing a place in my head
Where intent and end can rest
Flushed and framed
I never wanted there a judgment made
But it left me flayed
My thoughts decay
As I find my solace in an endless maze
Cause’ it’s all the same
But I still feel it
I’ll fight the shapes inside my sleep
Following paths in my hindsight
Where intent and end can meet
But I still feel it
Within the burns that mark my chest
Longing a place in my head
Where intent and end can rest
Take the words you need to write me off
The way you want the world to hear
Wash your hands of all of what you are
And leave me with this depth to bear
While I understand the change of direction completely. I do wish we got one more show where this album was played in full, as there are a lot of bangers slept on here. bdogz