Take it back, take it back, oh please God take it back Before the puddles turn to pools and the pools, a sea engulfing souls With every single drop comes three more burdens You say it's distant, I say it's distant Your hand approaches and as always it is wrapped in yarn Reminding me of weekends past when Abby sang along Ken, you've got it all wrong, this is big, this is real like a clocktower's minute only put behind the wheel Let the pedals push themselves, I'll let these pedals push themselves I could've kissed her on a bed not parallel to But perpendicular to everything you've taught me All these thoughts unsound and the ideas of infinity If this is all never-ending then why am I ending? Born again, reminded, that there's the earth Doorway scene makes time for peace in nearby ravine Wake up dead, the pine trees sing Leave home Can't, can't hear the sound made by the yarn Can't hear the blood flow through your arm Can't hear anything at all It seems these anythings are all The kind that believe reflections aren't the mobile ones That win, win, win, they win, win, win and run How they run away, for it is March 6th 2009 I'm meeting the god I never knew The god that I said never knew me Born again, reminded pine takes away a yearn for comfort Growth is doubled as if it were a child, calms down Can't, can't hear the sound made by the yarn Can't hear the blood flow through your arm Can't hear anything at all It seems these anythings are all The kind that believe reflections aren't the mobile ones That see, see, see, they see, see, see it all How I'll run away from it all The books sprout wings to forget about The clutches of this scene Broken bottles in the streets cutting at the meek Tell them of your progress, your golden painted headdress The way you told her "you're just not yet old enough for it all" Leave home like third grade students and their backpacks Running towards some small escape I'm running towards the exit of a university Don't look back, don't look back, don't look back But I have to because it's all I really wanna do Dance and bathe with the same intent As the songs we spoke about To find myself giving in would ruin it The act of preservation is acting nonetheless I'll take my time, maybe follow through Find these pine trees singing to some different sort of tune Sometimes when I'm laying there atop my treefort bed Imagination flowing through the comforter, there are So many different sentences trying to get produced We'll lose our mobility before we figure out it's use Sometimes when I'm laying there, atop my treefort bed Imagination flowing through, I start to think again and again I can't do this anymore (Watch the world just sit and grieve) (Watch the world just sit and grieve) And I can't do this anymore (Watch the world just sit and grieve) (Watch the world just sit and grieve) Keep meeting gods I don't know