Dissonance - From Indian Lakes, Soren Bryce

I watch you stare into the sun

Until you float away

Your thoughts they get so tangled up

Like a fly in a spiders web

They’re tossing stones into the crowd

A never ending supply

They eat them up and beg for more

Like a child at a candy store

You were holding out

I was in the daylight

But now it’s burning me up

You were never there

It was only one night

And now I’m back in the dark

You’re all worked up you’re all alone

On a Saturday night

They’ll help you back inside the lines

Like a dog with a longer leash

You’re alive but all your life is gone