Not Quite Close Lyrics

It's the calmness itself

It's the ice in hell

It is the cracking of this irritating shell

Quenching a thirst

of which I can't take it's there

So I sit and stare

To what unfolds

So I sit and stare,

At this absorbing mold

Constantly longing, but not quite close

Reaching for answers

That I suppose

The urge has never left

and I hated that

Longing, but not quite close

Reaching for answers

I suppose

Either hit or miss

So hard to resist

Envy those who rest

Is restlessness for the best

The blood in me is itching

But the veins still intact

This will not be the norm

When gravity forms

It is engrained into my body

To have fear while letting go

This way it is not a burden

I seek to be free

Cause in this conscious evasion's deceit

Disappears the hesitation for me

Why, is it the thought that I forgot

Why, is it the fear that I am not