Kyle Morton - Gestalt of Original Pain lyrics

It's hard to maintain A simple thought through the day Every voice its own planet And my mind tends to gravitate I am pushed I am pulled into every which way Oh life is the great Is the great Is the greatest Strain I was sleeping fitfully Troubled by a disjointed dream One in which my past was a house All my failure were books to read I awoke to my cellphone convulsing Your name across the crystal screen Oh life does the strange Does the strange Does the strangest things You were sounding okay Mistaken for the clinically insane Saying a man down in Texas Was just waiting to communicate That I ought to open my mind to his wisdom And let it radiate Oh let it wash over me Let it sing Let it say Give yourself a million years to wake up in the morning And give yourself a million more then if you're still tired There is nothing There is nothing There is nothing but time We are not sick you and I Don't you listen to lies It's hard to explain But all the forms are contained When you scratch out the faces and names In your memory Close your eyes against the light Still the pattern remains It remains in its place Like an obstinate stain Gestalt of original pain