Silt & Sod

Chained to you my uncertainty
No serenity in what is left of me

Void
Fulfillment without appetite
Attrition of a tranquil mind's
Quest of sequential consequence
Has become evident
There's no end to this plateau
Disavow the world the creates me (Give it give it give)

Shape the peaks of the valleys to my design (Digging me out)
Aspiring to perfect
No serenity in what's left behind (Purging the doubt)
I've got nothing left

Digging me out
Purging the doubt
Your hand
Holds all the cards dealt to build a house upon the sand
True peace of mind
Eternally resigned
To become
The earthen
Silt and sod

Constant losses
From the death of conscious
Haze inherit the weightless vagrant's praise
Marigolds bindings
Forever remind me
Throes of lament grip my sedated perceptions
Lest you finally rise the plateau
And become the world that breaks me (Give it give it give)

Shape the peaks of the valleys to my design
Aspiring to perfect
No serenity in what's left behind
I've got nothing left

NOTHING BUT SILT AND SOD



Credits
Writer(s): Solomon Deane
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