There was once a nerve
Old words filtered through the blur
Pieces of concern
Patterns stepping out of turn
With lessons unlearned
Colour bars flood out from oblivion
Little wars bloom in from peripherals
When we wilt
Now the cure is clear
You were blushing through austere
The questions lead to fear
But dear, that's why we're both here
And that's all I want
Colour bars flood out from oblivion
Little wars bloom in from peripherals
When we wilt
When we wilt
When we wilt
In spiral sleep
I bleed just trying to help you breathe