I changed my mind
& looked no better
Hard of heart blind blind to his higher art
My frustration
My anger in disguise I slip under
I slip under quiet
He spots me anyhow
Chalk up my name
You burn my bridges for me
To a dry & clacking stalk
I swallow stone
They do not recognise inside with them
The locust has no king
Just noise and hard language
They talk me over but I fade slower
On fever
Blessed persistence right under my skin
Blessed persistence
Blessed persistence right under my skin
You burn my bridges for me
To a dry & clacking stalk
Blessed persistence
Nothing comes to mind
Nothing comes to mind
Nothing comes to mind
Nothing comes to mind
Hey chalk up my name
Right under your skin
To a dry & clacking stalk
Nothing comes
Nothing comes to mind
Nothing comes
Nothing comes to mind
Nothing comes to mind