Interior; Exterior
Album: 2011 Demo
By: Working With Waves
By: Working With Waves
Duration
4:33
Genres
Lyrics
curse these eyes, they've seen so much. but you can bet that they haven't seen enough. curse these ears, for years theories dabbled in and rattled around in conflict with my own. the worst is these teeth, from which the words leaked out onto my shirt and got all cacophonic. i'll tell you how it is. how it is where i'm standing shouldn't be any of your concern. i'll burn down after a long walk, avoid talking about how we cover this place in the sands of time, little by little. and the hourglass asked me, "why would you embarrass me in front of all of my new friends? they're as good as victims in this game i play. how would you feel if i returned the favor, i will take you away." at what costs do we age? is it something we're willing to pay? is it something i'm willing to pay? unlike bad hair, that time will stick around and recognize efforts with no medal or plaque. inside, outside, no telling what time might tell you or if it will talk back. most ask what to do, just let it come to you.
