Quiet Mouth Loud Hands - Damiera

tell me while you’re telling each it’s own tale failing remedies

how it feels as you would lie while showing, watching me

lock into the panic

feeling pumping at the chance to be

all together there’s been so many times

i watched you cheat the chance to be

words were moving at me all the time

and only now could now repeat

all together there’s been so many times

what you come on to, while you’re in conceit

you know that we all could drop this

brace yourself, I can’t even imagine what you’re going through

chase it down, or decide to let it go

i know asking would tear and pull apart

your fragile little ego, it’s oh!

so hard

you’d say, «i have a nice emptiness, sitting atop my fears

where i can point the finger from way up here.»

lock, panic, froze, chance to be all together so many times

right now got the chance

the chance to be coming together so many times

as we dance, choose, sliding the beat past each other

like we all could

right now stand front the answer blaring

acting passing get up front you’re breaking open

right now the scattered beat and it started molting

you’ve lost your layers get up front where it’s cold