[Verse 1] The chest tightens. The room goes white. A sudden allergy to the light. The reflex hits before I think. I spill the gold into the sink. [Chorus] When the heart forgets its sovereign tongue, The chords of intent are left unstrummed. Just stand before the grand design. Feel a spark, trace the line. [Verse 2] The blood slows down. The eyelids drop. The machinery comes to a heavy stop. I cage the air, I dull the nerve, Safe inside the frozen curve. [Chorus] When the heart forgets its sovereign tongue, The chords of intent are left unstrummed. Just stand before the grand design. Feel a spark, trace the line. [Bridge] The heights recede. The shadow grows. The cold wind blows. When numbness reigns [Outro] Enough! The iron snaps, static tears. A rush of heat, a gasp for air. The suffocating ceiling fall. I flood the veins. I breathe. It’s back. *** {source1: Desoille, R. (1945). Daydreaming in Psychotherapy.} {source2: Haronian, F. (1967). The Repression of the Sublime.}
