Verse 1 I spent my youth collecting beautiful ghosts in the dark, Playing a high-stakes game that left a beautiful mark. Then the fascination broke, the illusion died Left me stripped bare under a cold and lonley sky. Verse 2 I went looking for bedrock, for the truth behind the breath, Tracing an interesting line beyond the edge of death. I turned my face away from the theatre of the skin, Demanding the absolute truth of what was hidden deep within. Chorus There's a fabric holding up all the fractured stars, An architecture of peace no human hammer shards The heavy gravity where our oldest fears disappear, Holding the heavy weight of a weightless despair. Verse 3 Then the nature of my blood turned violently to glass Watching my neurological circuits collapse. Deep envy poisoning the soil at the root, Leaving me to rot like unwanted fruit. Bridge (Heavy, uneven stomp on the first word of each line) The flesh yields to the edge of the uninvited stone, Grit grinds the nerve until the raw soul flows. Cell by cell inside the deep marrow and bone, Ochre bleeds white until the heavy jewel grows. Verse 4 But down in the static where the syynapses bleed, The brokenness was the exact dimension of my need. I stumbled on a Man, ruined by a Father the same— Calling me out of the wreckage by my name.
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