Motional

Forging a name Repeatedly bending into place No palliation, hardly a breath of relief No palliation, hardly a breath of relief Force fed, no longer satiated, spare me the pains of feigning vigor Stuck in the bottom of a well, if only water would help us rise before we suffocate Force fed, no longer satiated, spare me the pains of feigning vigor Stuck in the bottom of a well, if only water would help us rise before we suffocate Written off as temporary, time doesn't always heal Feeling trapped inside a waiting room How it all falls away, petal by petal All dried up, fall silent, collected on the floor in heaps, pile up How it all falls away, petal by petal All dried up, fall silent, collected on the floor in heaps, pile up It decorates this near-deathbed, a perfect view of the storms rolling through Baring our hearts it's bound to come to you Baring our hearts it's bound to come to you I still feel like I'm waiting Waiting still