The Walls Songtext
Wish I could make sense of the patterns
Interwoven in-between us
We stab and twist and bark and bicker
Consider equals beneath us
The walls stretch so high up over me
With every fleeting step I take
Beneath me, the foundations begin to shake
The walls are starting to torture me
Interwoven in-between us
We stab and twist and bark and bicker
Consider equals beneath us
The walls stretch so high up over me
With every fleeting step I take
Beneath me, the foundations begin to shake
The walls are starting to torture me
With no footing to make and nothing to grip
As I wither away
We can shed this frame
Feel our bodies consumed
By the light of the Moon
Is it over? Is it ovеr?
If we are
Impermanеnt
Where’s the risk in starting again?
Go, ascend
Along the line of those who came before you
Watch the light bend
Let the shackles of doubt be shattered now
Make it stop
Wish I could remember desire
Reacquaint myself with reason Watching my ignorance and bliss elope;
Gone like the change of a season
The walls are inciting a change in me
There is a stench, a disease
Whenever I try to breathe through my frail decay
We can shed this frame
Feel our bodies consumed
By the light of the Moon
Is it over? Is it over?
If we are
Impermanent
Where’s the risk in starting again?
Wish I could make sense of the patterns
Interwoven into this mess
We stab and twist and bark and bicker
Like we’re all under duress
The walls are starting to torture me
With no footing to make and nothing to grip as I
Wither away
The walls are inciting a change in me
Feel our bodies consumed
By the light of the moon
Is it over? Is it over?
As I wither away
We can shed this frame
Feel our bodies consumed
By the light of the Moon
Is it over? Is it ovеr?
If we are
Impermanеnt
Where’s the risk in starting again?
Go, ascend
Along the line of those who came before you
Watch the light bend
Let the shackles of doubt be shattered now
Make it stop
Wish I could remember desire
Reacquaint myself with reason Watching my ignorance and bliss elope;
Gone like the change of a season
The walls are inciting a change in me
There is a stench, a disease
Whenever I try to breathe through my frail decay
We can shed this frame
Feel our bodies consumed
By the light of the Moon
Is it over? Is it over?
If we are
Impermanent
Where’s the risk in starting again?
Wish I could make sense of the patterns
Interwoven into this mess
We stab and twist and bark and bicker
Like we’re all under duress
The walls are starting to torture me
With no footing to make and nothing to grip as I
Wither away
The walls are inciting a change in me
Feel our bodies consumed
By the light of the moon
Is it over? Is it over?
