All the everything
Pulled me inside
Like a house in a land-slide
Or a TV glow
There in the thick of it
As I reeled in the light
I was drowned in the happenstance
That all this information would leave me.
Back to the shadows
Forgetery. Forgetery alive and well
Forgetery. Forgetery alive and well
Call it hands tied
The illusion of choice
Shot-gun wedding
Rock and a hard place
‘cause when I taste it –
Just one moment of truth –
What I'm wishing would linger
Seems to leave me
And I fear that distraction
Ever near me.
So I'm open and broken.
Feels like teething
The sweet pain of the process
Forgetery. Forgetery alive and well
Forgetery. Forgetery alive and well
Forgetery. Forgetery alive and well