[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