Time... is slowly splitting down the seams
A pattern offset by a need
I want to tear it off the wall
And I swear
It's always following close
Seeing the short end of the rope
My hands are yearning for the fall
Get in line... we spoke
Heads down... we know
At the end... we're close
We're close enough to see, the irony
Concede faithfully
We trained and tried to climb in company
Reside to find the node uneasily
Fine, pressure may be the ailment
\N A debt to follow all the rest
How can I tear it off the wall
And I swear
It may be too late to know
Have I been seeing this whole time?
Get in line... we spoke
Heads down... we know
At the end... we're close
We're close enough to see, the irony
Concede faithfully
We trained and tried to climb in company
Reside to find the node uneasily