Decay - Cymbals

You told me to control what I can’t control

You told me to set limits in my own world

What is a body when it’s all alone?

What is a river when it doesn’t flow?

I could just decide to be a thief and a liar

Collecting all the pretty things that I could desire

This can go around and around

To forget who I am just for walking in this town

It’s decay

It’s the change

We made mistakes

Nothing’s the same

We make a river and i’m out of words

You make me shiver (?)

Went there to see her through the trees

What hole (?) and what was new

You’re the rhythm

You’re the key

You see through a prism parts of me

What I thought was a vision through the trees

Was the weight to keep living in a dream

Can’t make decisions

I don’t know my needs

I know what it isn’t, not what it is

Cut that river through the grass and through the trees

Like a scar you run your way right through me

Cut that river through the grass and through the trees

Like a scar you run your way right through me

It’s decay

It’s the change

We made mistakes

Nothing’s the same