Lienholder - East Of The Wall

Breathe it in, and you hold on

Breathe the words, breathe the words

Write them down, so you hold on

Keep them in, keep it in

As it builds, try to recall:

Pain is real, a face is real

It seemed just words, yet suddenly whole

I’m confused, awake

I may have faux pas while in the world

Now I fear the blame

The script took shape, and I’m beholden

The cast has names

Smoke to page, ink to ballpoint

Sheets to the air, unfold and crease

Evolving shadows

It seemed just words, yet suddenly whole

I’m confused, awake

I may have faux pas while in the world

Now I fear to claim owner’s fault

I may have played false

Seduced by a word

Just a turn of phrase

Then I felt that gaze

I might have made faux pas while in the world

Now I feel the blame

Now I’ll own the blame

Climb, climb

Own that mountain

Carve shape

Face of human

Statues monumental

It seemed just words, yet suddenly whole

I’m confused, awake

I’ve made my faux pas, but now in the world

I fear the blame