ATOMS - Sands lyrics

[CRYPTIC ONE] In the hour gla** sands I wrote my name to see it vanish over time Left the grind when it felt like an a**embly line Despised the notion of just going through the motions That door was open lacked the focus to close it, hoping That I could ignore it Recorder rigor mortis ATOMS atrophy Trapped in a haunted factory with acts of apathy That's a battle that nearly shattered my back There's no confusion Only conclusion was "That'll be that" Meet the self inflicted wing clipper Restrict the grifters trip to the big dipper I popped the blister drained the puss now let it heal The stars still glitter, but the scars still very real Well.... No scars, no stories to tell right? Can't revel heavens day without a bit of hells night Wrapped in boxes where memories go to die Practically gone and forgotten but very much still alive I squeeze my hands as sands slips through my fingers And blow away like time reminders tend to linger And at the whims of wind the grains exfoliate my fate And learn the limits as decay and age will make their case A thing of beauty Fade away fade away The setting sun Fade away fade away The sands they drift Fade away fade away Bury the past Fade away fade away [WINDNBREEZE] You feel the beauty son, it's like the perfect shining The dancing pa**ion on the places that we hold so common It's never broken cracked or crinkled cause it holds alignment The climates polar caps will shrink into a soulful island The grains of sand sustain a simple subtle soothing silence That same silence that explains the ripples from above I Let it bounce allow intelligence to feel the flood and Get surrounded by the quire that's conducing love The love expands to single something level up consumption season with a Sprinkle pink'll pa** the champagne A bubble sunsets inside a Hubble telescope the visioning Life like sensations but his patience keeps on withering He's gotta have the dollars in his pockets cause the image that he's holding For his family friends is simply folding over Upholding this is like the biggest mask the masquerade the play of life the Act the interlude protagonist and stage And at this stage of life the life he lives just has to be unbalanced by Potential sentiments that's mixed with fear and greed He's chasing benjis for the wrongest reasons searing trees his eyes are reddened deading in the cells upon of which he breaths Exhaling all the tension and filling up with laughter And finding some connection that'll make the void a ladder In which to climb to find truth anointing after Finding all the patterns that'll break after the awful chapter [ALASKA] I wrote my name in the sand to see it vanish in the tide Before I spoke as a man and reexamined foolish pride Now I feel like a specter a spectator at a spectacle I realize at best either I'm dead weight or detestable An ancient relic - spell it out in cuneiform Thanks for the well wish cause it felt like I was newly born Life d**h rebirth see the circles getting smaller Like guess my feet hurt its more work and less a calling A pa**ion play a past time that past away A cast away and that's fine I could laugh for days I see my prime take a lap make another progression Im redefined once a has been now a mother f**ing legend A museum piece. Entertainment collecting dust A mausoleum breeched, frame dented with flecks of rust Packed away in boxes where memories go to die Though practically gone forgotten I'm still very much alive