(Point of Conscious)
The same thing happened to me today
In the garden and I'm surrounded
Now living inside it, all else has subsided
By design that we know and fear, binds us now
Here I stand right in front of you
Something strange...can't put my finger on it
Descend into a smoke-filled valley
Can't put my finger on it
Diverging the patterns from all the same places within
The source brings it meaning as it just gets under our skin
Running out of time, we need to align
(Dig us out)
Can't put my finger on it
The perspective reverts us into place
Can't put my finger on it, can't accept it
Mordancy of a Writer - Descent (feat. Jonathan Carpenter ex The Contortionist) Lyrics
Mordancy of a Writer - Descent (feat. Jonathan Carpenter ex The Contortionist) Lyrics
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(Point of Conscious)
The same thing happened to me today
In the garden and I'm surrounded
Now living inside it, all else has subsided
By design that we know and fear, binds us now
Here I stand right in front of you
Something strange...can't put my finger on it
Descend into a smoke-filled valley
Can't put my finger on it
Diverging the patterns from all the same places within
The source brings it meaning as it just gets under our skin
Running out of time, we need to align
(Dig us out)
Can't put my finger on it
The perspective reverts us into place
Can't put my finger on it, can't accept it
The same thing happened to me today
In the garden and I'm surrounded
Now living inside it, all else has subsided
By design that we know and fear, binds us now
Here I stand right in front of you
Something strange...can't put my finger on it
Descend into a smoke-filled valley
Can't put my finger on it
Diverging the patterns from all the same places within
The source brings it meaning as it just gets under our skin
Running out of time, we need to align
(Dig us out)
Can't put my finger on it
The perspective reverts us into place
Can't put my finger on it, can't accept it
Writer: Jonathan Carpenter
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