Unfamiliar

During the laceration all you wanna do is cry At last that realisation how quickly fresh blood dries Needs little explanation, 'sgonna take a lot of time Ideas above our station are below the fog in my mind When I see I see my signs It's the same face presenting the same lie If you keep walking sideways, if you keep changing your mind When i see i see my signs And obsolete your voices are They say that silence it sometimes pays In war silence it sometimes pays Souls and windows stops existing And holes where his eyes used to be Needle and thread hold together his love for the dead And all who sail in her Saw the seashore, unfamilar The water and oil, unfamiliar Success and toil, unfamiliar Unaccustomed, unfamiliar