Long for the words of a forgotten time you can't reclaim the days in search of pillars of granite thoughts crumbled lay to waste constant clouded visions of a former self eyes deceive the soul carry confusion in your pocket burden on your sleeve try a concept I call self control by all means quench your thirst but take your sugar with sh** first words more than words when made in thought but actions beat the clock quick to drown when the tide grew thick beg for the storm to stop trade your frame for a respected breath before you try to speak master of the disappearing act returns to wet his beak pied pipers tune heard by all followed footsteps proves a blind fall take back all that was said when ink bleeds through the meaning is dead surrender, your weakness is to blame not heredity's name coward, to point the finger at blood and the ones you love surrender, choke in pains noose f** your excuses coward, lost inspiration sound pressure beats integrity down answers run in circles as the questions build both hands broken and tongue tied scar your flesh with an oath now viewed as a joke no bottle for embarra**ment this time