Manic Movement - Textures lyrics
Things are made of thought Things are really brooding on What theyre made of Swallow down what theyre choking on Things are fine drawn though often swollen with pain Searching out the seam makes life worth its suffering Things have begun to come apart at these seams Things that are broken mean so much more to me These names From which I fade I can be larger, a myriad, I wait Hear my pain From which I fade I can be lager, a myriad, I ache I can be larger, a myriad pieces into which I break Took my mind away in shame from the understanding we thought we had gained As were nowhere near mouthing (what) the world is made of WORDS Weld together by Incompletion and lies Overlapping the amorphous wonder Of simply being alive Please relieve this clasp This choking thick knot Of deep-lived emotions For the like we had even no name And release this questioning woe Which answers you know Always misled by delusions and the such How did my dear mind cope ? I can be larger, a myriad, I break Held in between all I was I have come to realize That my scorn and my bitterness Held me captive all this time And they build up, they filled up This hunger deep inside And they sought, they brought up A yearning so profound I never cry These tears I hold inside For they tell The thruth about you and I In dreams I asked you to be my bride So together we could weep Over the d**h child you cradle in your arms For all I could, all I would Was swallow down the words that made me realize That whatever I stuffed up, whatever I crammed up Within this hole I call myself Imperfection would always be mine Humanitys tears I would have to cry For all it took was to take a look Into the face of the d**h child she held so tight And realize the face was mine and they would help me With the myriad tears I have to cry