Paroles de Streams of Consciousness
i counted your rib-bones all in a line they were right where i left them next to your spineis straight enough to keep the weight up to keep the water running down your back
my god this is the last match in our book if the fire don't catch then i guess it won't ever be warm enough
to melt the metal in my heart and my feet keep beating the streets the halls but the ground never talks never answers my calls my pleas my worries
i fear the laws i broke were brittle and never held
my faith was compromised when i saw your face
i counted your lashes all in a line they were right where i left them next to your eyes
were open enough to come out of their cage the liquid they're leaking's been pooling for days
i'll float on streams of consciousness until the rivers get wide
and when i get to the ocean i'll leave my body on the shoreline
i count the love i mean on one hand me something to hit infinity with
all the rocks we throw are crooked and bent they come back to us and sink in the end
i'll float on streams of consciousness until my blood gets tired
and when i get to the heart of it, see the meaning from the inside
i'll take a deep breath, tighten my grip,
hold onto this sinking ship we're both stuck in
i'll take a deep break, tighten my grip on this sinking ship we're both born in
you'll count my lashes all in a line they'll be right where you carved them next to my spine
is straight enough to pierce the metal in your heart and my feet know right where you are
alone in a room you built with one hand me a rock to knock all your walls down with
we'll float on streams of consciousness until our blood runs dry
and when we get to the ends of it we'll leave our bodies on the shoreline
were open enough to come out of their cage the liquid they're leaking's been pooling for days
i'll float on streams of consciousness until the rivers get wide
and when i get to the ocean i'll leave my body on the shoreline
i count the love i mean on one hand me something to hit infinity with
all the rocks we throw are crooked and bent they come back to us and sink in the end
i'll float on streams of consciousness until my blood gets tired
and when i get to the heart of it, see the meaning from the inside
i'll take a deep breath, tighten my grip,
hold onto this sinking ship we're both stuck in
i'll take a deep break, tighten my grip on this sinking ship we're both born in
you'll count my lashes all in a line they'll be right where you carved them next to my spine
is straight enough to pierce the metal in your heart and my feet know right where you are
alone in a room you built with one hand me a rock to knock all your walls down with
we'll float on streams of consciousness until our blood runs dry
and when we get to the ends of it we'll leave our bodies on the shoreline
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