Recorded live on January 21st at Pound Sound Studios. Additional vocals by Brandon Carrigan.
lyrics
Eyes on the floor, following the river between feet until I find the sandy walls. Close my eyes, feel the room with my fingertips. I feeI light switch, I found my threshold. I feel my ears ring, so its to this wall that I cling. Dip my toes in the water, but never with intention of diving in. Spaced out in conversation, I didn't listen to what you were saying. I had a plan to sway the room but I caved in.
It's sand in my eyes, dust on my bones. The dirt under my fingernails speak mountains to what I've done.
I learned how to sink before I learned how to float. So If I drown, know I found my peace resting out at sea alone. The linen turns to glass and I'm not standing far enough back. I can't erase ink from this page but If reading fast the words fade. Maybe I misspoke, maybe I choked on words that can never be revoked. I had a plan to sway the rooms perspective but I created this distance when I sank through the floor. I swear I'm on my way out the door.
It's sand in my eyes, dust on my bones. The dirt under my fingernails speak mountains to what I've done. The trees don't shade me, thoughts of where I should be. But I've done my fair share of hiding out at sea. Don't look for me.
Wake me up when I am everlasting. I can sleep through being afraid of each day. Why are my thoughts not precomposed in the corners of my mind you'll never go?
Because I think only on me. Because I don't have anywhere to be. Because I am always lonely.
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