Why do you look so tired all the time?
It's just, I know, things you don't know
It feels quite good to be under the hood of this mechanical life
You've been up all night and I'm binding on this
A mind of infinite brilliance
Life can grow, within the walls
Without the bones, without your love
Life can grow, within the walls
Without the bones, without your love
Life can grow, within the walls
Without the bones, without your love
Life can grow, within the walls
Without the bones, without your love
Life can grow, within the walls
Without the bones, without your love
Life can grow, within the walls
Without the bones, without your love
Life
Life
Life is all but love
Mine is all but love
Life
Will you save some face?
Mine I cannot trace
Die
I can see the edges I know I've been on top of being
A world of infinite diligence
I can see a dragon that curses all the world around me
Is this wise or infinite?
Life can grow, within the walls
Without the bones, without your love
Life can grow, within the walls
Without the bones, without your love
Life is all but hate
Mine is all but grace
I've been keen for awhile
Will you save some face?
I doubt you can erase
The fire, in the wash and the weight of time
The guise, on the face of mine