The Song of the Cicada

Silver linings look like dead ends to most
I been working
And hurting
And while I can't recall

What it means to burn inside
With a fire that keeps fueling you
A nervous excitement
Dashes every doubt

And when I wear this bleeding heart on my sleeve
Don't expect no sympathy

Why not
Blind both eyes
Soul survivor
On my own
Never indecisive
Never one to siphon
Heaven dies within
And every sleight rescinds

Affirm your delicate balance
Unlearn what you learned about everything
Enemy enemy enemy
Inner me inner me inner me

Splitting the simmer tree
Right down the middle
It left me sapped
And that's that
No retracts
Eat sacks of free sass
Exactly spat
The heat blast
Put ya back in ya seat jack

And now the clouds are bursting
And heaven is heavy

Everything is Everything

Silver linings look like dead ends to most
I been working
And hurting
And while I can't recall

What it means to burn inside
With a fire that keeps fueling you
A nervous excitement
Dashes every doubt

And when I wear this bleeding heart on my sleeve
Don't expect no sympathy

Why not
Blind both eyes
Soul survivor
On my own
Never indecisive
Never one to siphon
Heaven dies within
And every sleight rescinds



Credits
Writer(s): Jonathan Paulson
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