8 Days And Waiting - 15 Min Dream lyrics

rate me

just another beginning for a reflection that's out worn its welcome

two figures walked in honesty

and i could feel deafness

gnawing at my fingertips

if i could gnaw my fingertips

impatient itching a growing mutiny what is left of flesh slowly,

beaten down by an unchecked brow

if i could force a conclusion

then i would breathe in consequence

if i could dream in consciousness

bleached out sands, oubliettes, the endless white rooms of mansions

tease a prayer- remember to forget

a thousand forms of apologies, anything to escape this fifteen minute dream.