Pile another layer over the rest
noonenotices noonenotices
so much to cover,
so much if it wants to crack through and be shown.
Darkdarkdark over colours, over colours.
No one notices, but it seems transparent to me.
All these layers seem like watercolours
when I meet up with my reflections.
There's so much beauty I want to capture,
keep in a box away from
danger
harm
destruction
Things like the trees in the summer, the insides of the bus, and you.
Walls are breaking down,
things are always changing.
The ground we're on is uneven, and we could never catch each other
we'll fall at the same time,
but only one falls for another.
You're my unnatural disasters,
I couldn't evacuate if I tried.
everyone.shakes.to.the.beat.with.a.barrel.down.their.throat.
- Hello electrical currents.
It's confusing when things are going kind of alright,
because I never know what to say.
I don't handle defeat very well, but I always know how to phrase it.
Anybody else could do this hack job better than I ever could.
I just stumbled in and stuck you in the photocopier,
stuck a name on it.
I spill my guts with words I shouldn't own,
I borrowed your alphabet soup, and I never gave it back.
Everytime we've reached the same level,
your elevator starts going back up.
Mine is perpetually jammed,
will you push the down button once in a while?
You will always find new ways to ruin me,
I'm a cliche ten times over.
I'm not sure I want to stop falling
dance.into.the.fire.
- There's so much more to say, but I won't find the right phrasing.
I'm picking knife fights,
showing up to battle with ballpoint pens.
The pen is mightier
but it won't keep you out of emergency rooms.
I'm underprepared and ill-equipped for love and wars
I'll lose the battle on both fronts.
I kind of want to control the free world,
but it's only free with cupons and mail-in rebates.
everday.my.confusion.grows.
- Rambling for great justice.
