Give me a reason to question this false, painted-on, cheap-looking oasis.
The lunar has my card pulled.
It sees everything the sunlight won't greet.
(Don't hold your breath.)
And it's grip once was suffocating,
but I've taught myself not to loose sleep.
(You've been losing rest.)
You cannot be so apprehensive with this type,
with this binding guarantee.
(What's the breaking point?)
Do you find it underwhelming or does it bring you some kind of peace?
(Is this your ghost?)
I think the electricity found a way to shoot through me.
This is not the way I conduct, myself.
And the whole world is burning,
but it shows the way through the forest.
The trees are candles.
Evergreen.
The whole world is on fire, but it shows it's way through the forest.
The whole world is on fire, but I can see fine.
The solar has my guard down.
It shows everything that I would never miss.
(I don't need these things.)
But now in this kind of setting, I'll go after you, but only if you insist.
(What does tomorrow bring?)
I'll go after you, but only if you insist.
I think the electricity found a way to shoot through me.
This is not the way I conduct, myself.
And the whole world is burning,
but it shows the way through the forest.
The trees are candles.
Evergreen.
The whole world is one fire, but it shows it's way through the forest.
The whole world is on fire but I can see fine.
And I have one last confession to make, so please bear with me.
This is for all the times that you sat idly by,
And watched me lose my breath 'til I had nothing left.
And if there's nothing to show for the times I didn't grow,
I will hang my head low.