I have seen it in your eyes
Disappointment and distaste
The reoccuring patterns
Countless hours gone to waste

I've watched you change the balance
But the formula repeats
Haunting voices calling you
To walk along their dead end streets
They need to hear the words from you
They want to know lest it be true

So, cut deep
Deeper than you ever did before
No matter what you give
They still want more
The deadweight has to go
Although it hurts
Cause you're losing altitude

Like an offering to burn
They lay their burden down
The bitterness of blood and tears
Seep deep into the ground

Where roots should thrive beneath
An ancient mountain trail
The acrid smoulder of a sacrifice
Embrace you like a hazy veil

Cut deep
Deeper than you ever did before
No matter what you give
They still want more
The deadweight has to go
Although it hurts
Cause you're losing altitude

Deep
Deeper than you ever did before
No matter what you give
They still want more
The deadweight has to go
Although it hurts
Cause you're losing altitude

The practise of harmony
Is a delicate thing
The tension preceding
The bow and the string

It's just how you phrase it
It's not what you mean
The art of precision
Will keep your cuts clean

Until the day
You're faced with a beast
That no one can tame
Until the day
You're caught in a storm
Of what you became

Then, virtues and creed
Scatter like pearls from a chain
Blood on the ground
Washing away with the rain

Peace of mind
Is a balancing act
Convenience dictates
What you add and subtract

A transient construct;
Believe and deny
"All truth is simple...
Is that not doubly a lie?"

The practise of harmony
Is a delicate thing
Tension preceding
The bow and the string

It's just how you phrase it
It's not what you mean...
...Is that not doubly a lie?

Virtues and creed
Scatter like pearls from a chain
Blood on the ground
Washing away with the rain
Falling falling falling

Faint
Ephemeral bursts of light
Sweep across the sky
A pulsar in the night

Painting dreams and loss
Across a sea of hope and lies
Silent screams
That echo through your eyes

It's what you have longed for
What you could become

Pharos

Pale
Like a fragile, fading map
Yet, carving out the lines
Seeking contours in the black

It's what you have longed for
It's what you've become
So, keep alive the fire
Even when the light is gone

Pharos

It's what you have longed for
What you have become
Keep alive the fire
When the light is gone