Pallor

Oh I see That we're under different certainties Feeling that i left till the dark Have the blisters left my heart? With a cold cold gaze And a shattered stare Through every window And empty chair All collide Taking it one day at a time Fading the faces down to dust Killing off the weekend Rounding up the sequence Of migrating seasons Praying I'll be fine when I get older Waterfalls are spilling over Hanging valleys underneath the fog Undertows of sentiment and How the years are unrelenting I'm so tired of swallowing the sun Silencing the sirens Running from the shape of the dawn We've been sleeping in foxholes and playing this game for too long Throwing bricks at the wall Just to see what sticks Picking pieces up slow And making them fit Filling up the car Tearing down the yard But these roots are deep You better pull hard So tell me how to live my life In the pictures of better times A river piedra night That swells to a tidal wave The unrequited winter The summer with no rain Biding time Looking for breaks in the headlights Chasing shadows in the dark Swimming towards the deep end Learning how to pretend To see underwater Praying I'll be fine when I get older Waterfalls are spilling over Hanging valleys underneath the fog Undertows of sentiment and How the years are unrelenting I'm so tired of swallowing the sun