Withdrawal - Strokes lyrics

Awkwardly the strokes fell Inexperienced attempts to carve you from your shell Wouldn't it be more commonplace to view - to merely observe Rather than to influence, sculpt, review? Dare I venture outward - let my thumb somehow find the paper To smudge the details i vehemently laboured to divine? To blur the form that held us captive You're an image that won't focus And ill obsess over the details Until it's fully grown And I can step back to present the whole to myself Maybe finally there will come clarity Maybe finally there will come clarity Awkwardly, now my strokes fall I'm discerning an aura - crafting a spirit A rougher, more human representation Still clandestine shall my efforts remain You're an image that won't focus You're an image that won't focus And ill obsess over the details Until it's fully grown And I can step back to present the whole to myself