Whisperer

You play my nerves like strings all upside down
Try to keep straight, my limbs are bonding now
Since a few Aprils ago
Endless chase to send away this tireless persistence of taste
With a touch of your words I saw the devil
Sneak between my fingers, it’s much too familiar
With a touch of your words I’ve learned to reverse
It’s gotten me nowhere
A deep shade of horizon gold
The constellations remind me I am home
We were lit from the west, our silhouettes
Yet a sight of industrialness as the silence wins over every word
With a touch of your words I saw the devil
Sneak between my fingers, it’s much too familiar
With a touch of your words I’ve learned to reverse
It’s gotten me nowhere
What am I supposed to think about wondering round inside out?
It’s gotten me nowhere
Patterns don’t feel right still speaking like you know what I’m all about
We were lit from the west, our silhouettes
Yet a sight of industrialness as the silence wins over every word
With a touch of your words I saw the devil
Sneak between my fingers, it’s much too familiar
With a touch of your words I’ve learned to reverse
It’s gotten me nowhere
We were lit from the west, our silhouettes
Yet a sight of industrialness as the silence wins over