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.