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In the black. - August Greenwood

In the black.

August Greenwood

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All of my friends, with their lives slowly falling to pieces

So I bite my tongue, and I realize I don't know what peace is

And the birds on the garden gate are singing but I cannot hear them

And I stay within bedroom walls, patiently waiting to be near them

Oh

I've fallen down a well

With a ladder made of vines

And I can't move either leg

But all my friends can climb out fine

So I'll watch them climb

Picking apart every word that you say so I get it

(I get it)

Trying to bargain with demons that know I'll regret it

(Regret it)

My blood splattered on the trees from miles away, I can feel you

It took all my energy to finally discover the real you

Oh, I'm tired

Of falling down a well

With a ladder made of vines

And I can't move either leg

But all my friends can climb out fine

So I'll watch them climb

And I notice you so desperately waiting for me to come back

In the darkest parts of my memories I'm there with you in the black

When did I get so old

When did my hands start to crack from the pressure to make myself palatable

I'm just getting by with the hope

That I'll escape from the well

Taking my time

From the center of hell

I'll watch myself climb and as I see the light of a fire that stands all alone

I'll see that the world has been waiting for me to come home

Scrubbing the skin where you touched me until I'm exhausted

I still feel the weight of your words in the air like I'm haunted

I stare out at the trees and wonder where I'd be if I gave in

Would I ever leave, or would I still be in your haven

Oh

- It's already the end -