Waterweaving

Washed out on an autumn day
Black and blue and faded grey
Rain that never makes it to the ground

String and strand connecting me
Strained against the atrophy
Never feel the snap when I'm unwound

And the sun never makes it down
And the song never makes a sound

Pins and needles push and prod
Static snow, too cold to rot
Test for weakness, begging for a break

But nothing breaks, it only bends
Ouroboros without end
A paralytic, petrifying state

And the sun never makes it down
And the song never makes a sound

Washed out on an autumn day
Black and blue and faded grey
Wond'ring if I ever say too much

String and strand dissecting me
Strained against the apathy
Knowing that I'll never say enough

'Cause there's nothing left to say



Credits
Writer(s): Ryan Knowles
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