firma (feat. Mount Palomar)

Here lies, the body of someone who could of chose their words better

The ground below, it feels so paper thin
When all you know is caving in
All sense of self, gets swallowed up
The deepest depths in which I never look

And the chances that we wasted, of so much precious time
Weigh heavy on these weary shoulders of mine

Here lies, the body of someone who could of chose their words better
The place where I'm going, is more crowded than ever
And though I hear you now, you could of chose your words better

Here I stand, at the edge of my mind
Fragmented and clouded, wrapped tightly in disguise
Their weight upon my soul, a heavy price
The pen in which I discard thoughts from another life

Live in (look to) the past as if dripping in gold
Yet faces are fading now as I get old
Waves of nostalgia they spill over me
Broken foundations encased in debris
Transpose the lens from that of love to lust
Like rose tinted glass with thick covers of dust
No light can enter, yet dull glow escapes
The hum of the fallout embalms the mistakes
Dreams of green grasses when I close my eyes
Get left in the dark til they wither and die
Those shades of yellow then turn brown to black
Choked by the ash they will never grow back

Never grow back
Never grow back
Never grow back