Both Ends of the Rope - Palm Reader

It felts a lot like we were pacing

Like a loss of sanity, among other things

Like almost anything, was just a matter of time

So much more than four walls encasing

That cage before this stage was just a matter of time

I remember the way your face lifted

When it came to light all the things you might see

You and I, we were counting down the days til it kicked in

We were ready to leave

Freedom found in the feeling of gaining ground when

All you’ve known has become so stagnant

Eyes forward

A road lay out ahead of us

An obsession was taking hold

Reliant on blind faith

Desperate to break the mould

The sound of timelines colliding

The sight of spirits picking up

The synchronised rise and fall of us

The guiding light of times gone by

Giving way to a different shade

A pitch black disease of the mind

We picked apart the reasoning

Pulling the thread at the seams of this

It seemed as though the end was creeping closer

We chose to make the most of it

If all we had was a chance

Strong enough to make this last

Long enough to feel something more

Defiance will guide us

You and I… No longer counting down the days til it kicks in