Looms - Foibles lyrics

[Verse 1: Looms] Catch him kissing sheets candidly Cling to sleep frantic as the missing piece Majesty shimmers in her sanity Grab the spindle, weave tapestries Delineating dreams that breach canopies The sinner bleeds blasphemy and weeps in his hands That drips rivers to the script that he speaks to the lands Still he been evasive, in a mist of fickle faces Progression in the pain like he mirrors Irenaeus Still a kid, maybe the frame depicts a doubt or two Or how about the down-and-out demeanor during howdy-doo's s** sour fruit, smoke, rise altitude Sitting on a star, watch mountains move Crash landed at the crib, wrapped in habits, what a bliss A pariah with a pa**ion cack-handed in the sticks Babbling the practice of a man that's in the myth Yeah, it's Looms, now it's Altas as he dabbles in his... [Verse 2: Atlas] The sky is looming over me, rain clouds, thunder strikes Wondering if something more inviting's hiding under my Often misconstrued and often mispronounced mental state Of questioning the effort in residing in a rental place And hiding my potential, turn deciding into bomb defusal Loving to long division happiness to quantum fission Trafficking my honest vision past whatever non-descriptive, Ineffective, novice-printed paper that I gotta do soon And obviously I have got a lot of things that I should probably talk about with someone more professional Possibly the therapist I'm perilously offering My each and every thought along with every candid decibel I've penned or typed, maybe tried to find a way around A hundred thousand sentences and whispered when I laid them down Later, in the process, it would seem that the volume was increasing exponentially The same way that my faults do