Falsework

Calendar is open, the furniture’s dated
If I go out tonight, don’t wanna be persuaded
Running out of faces, it’s a failing structure
Go back to square one, and start with a whisper
Saved until it’s remade
Received but no relay
It was nothing but a first draft
It didn’t have an ounce of contrast
Another short-term getaway
A still frame in a time lapse
It served its purpose, moments of focus
I saw the future slip by unnoticed
It lives in the falsework and stays undercover
I hope my current state can hold the weight until it wants to be heard
Tip-toe over bridges that haven’t had upkeep
It might spell disaster to bet it all on black sheep
Every great idea has a long history
And every tower gets swallowed in the sea
Saved until it’s remade
Received but no relay
Yeah it was nothing but a first draft
It didn’t have an ounce of contrast
Another short-term getaway
A wonder frame in a time lapse
It served its purpose, moments of focus
I saw the future slip by unnoticed
It lives in the falsework and stays undercover
I a hope my current state can hold the weight until it wants to be heard
Nail on nail, steel on steel
Construct myself in piecemeal
Skeletal and faceless
Unfinished empty spaces
Saved until it’s remade
Received but no relay
It was nothing but a first draft
It didn’t have an ounce of contrast
Another short-term getaway
A still frame in a time lapse, oh