[Verse 1]

​Truth really they ain't reading deep enough

The evening leave me breathing but seemingly weakened up

Careening cups liquor pouring from the ceiling ducts

Retrieve the reasons, lift me from the ground on evening of

Kingmakers and doomsayers who breed corruption

And all the evils of

These are the cleaning months

This me now is the most real I’ve ever been

Soliloquies of gold origin hardened in cement

Cold porous, in bold torrents of falling sand

I caught the panic and quickly switched to my throwing hand

This expression will never leave your face again

Say it loud so they hear it but don’t expect a clap

In the midst of a standoff between vacant factions

[Hook]

Stillness welcoming movement

Neither final or first

Crowns jewels

Still your pace

Life is long and good

[Verse 2]

The room shaking, the mere greatness in full effect

A simulation of true abrasion a turning test

I want to hear the turning pages of the journey’s best

Like odyssey, this story just simply never ends

The worst night of your life, your best evening yet

The first time that you’ve sobbed without holding back

Looking into your worst, the longest time we’ve spent

Without saying a single word, the deepest breath

You’ve ever struggled to purge, The deepest depths

I remember moving the earth

The gift and the curse

I wanna sit here until we’re certain

[Hook]

[Outro]

There's this dream I think is recurring

I can't

I can sort of pull out sequences of it

But never the entire thing

I couldn't even tell you what city it's in really

It was just like, it felt familiar

I suppose the best dreams are the ones you

(Can't describe)

Right

I'll have it again