In a heavy silence
Backs in view
Walking through the haunted doorway, writing off the truth
In a pleasant memory of the former you
Its enough to soften judging hearts but yet spoken too soon
Kuz all the memories are right here inside me
And it’s taking all of me not to break or make a scene
Jus leave me alone meet me down below
Pissing on a stone jus to say hello
Lit the herb of grace hit the veins and freeze
In a petty silence mother stews
And I could cut the air in here with a sharpened thought or two
What a fine endeavor, conducting as a tune
At the time I ride my impulses and curb my attitude
Kuz all the memories are right here inside me
And it’s taking all of me not to break or make a scene
Jus throw it in the moat
Meet me down below
Pissing on a stone
Just to say hello