No Object - Burden Lyrics

Hold fast
In spite of the slow walk back
From overthought and inciting attack
On the notion of inviting
The occasional setback
The form that you see
When you close your eyes
Is an effigy that you've given life
Encrusted with moments in time
As an etiquette, sporting a coin
Over each of its eyes
Beside it, a better off, having been
Opened again, heart on a rope
Hanging over the shadows of doubts
That you thought you put to bed
In the shape of your silhouette
Crossing proverbial lines
But while beside your regret
The blank space is a state of mind

Absence and the All in kind before you
Shaken off as a blanketed diatribe
Cadence breaks the fall
High off potential
But without it, the Absence and All divide

And they become your eyes
In sockets awake at night
Gleam from coins in a mental dig site
And they become your eyes
In sockets awake at night
Gleam from coins in a mental dig site
And they become your eyes
In sockets awake at night
Gleam from coins in a mental dig site
Your moments left to be lived
Don't have to fit in any one
Set of changes to the narrative
Your moments left to be lived
Don't have to fit in any one
Set of changes