They gave me something I could understand Said every meaning waits if you trace it back So I followed every line they laid Until I couldn’t tell what I had Every layer I pulled away Just took me further into the same A pattern dressed up as clarity With another face and name I leaned on time like it would respond Like it was something I could move beyond What if there’s no end What if we remain Lost in between Every cause and blame I turned everything into something known So I wouldn’t have to feel Nothing I can put into words Makes it any less real Any less real I tore it down into separate parts Gave every piece somewhere to stay Named it something I could believe While it kept pulling me away I counted every day and time Like I could outrun what I fear Holding proof that I exist While losing pieces through the years All I learned was how to hold it back How to exist without choosing that A constant state of almost there But never fully present there If I let go of all I’ve designed Would there be anything left behind? I keep rebuilding The same collapse Calling it progress While I fade back What if there’s no end What if we remain Lost in between Every cause and blame I turned everything into something known So I wouldn’t have to feel Nothing I can put into words Makes it any less real Any less real