Candlelight & Silhouettes Lyrics

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Property of subject

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Candlelight and silhouettes

Yeah, property of subject

Check the route

Sew the pattern in my map, my poems dot to dot

Connect through indentations in my stanzas

Overwhelming trepidation? That's standard

Desperation kicked in then took off and never landed

I decide what happens next, so turn the page, we're changing chapters

Improvising in this reconstruction, playing out a reenactment

Overstimulated, overworked and craving worth, we need to clean the canvas

Wipe the slate

I'll take the ounce, you man divide the eighth

The precedent is getting set again with higher stakes

A wire gate separates the sheep from the shepherds

The water deepens, shallow features in this deepness, obsessive

Sinking ink beneath, the needle injecting

Cursed seeking a blessing

Razor stricken edges breaching the netting

All roads leading to anomie, this one way street got froze

Slip into polls, when you're gone they speak

My scripture limitless, you man are only one page deep

I broke the lock, your combination couldn't contain me

Life a motion picture, pen to paper, needle into fabric

Clutching onto straws and watching chances getting handed

I been there, I been past it, and I lasted

Band for band, the pressure got us snapping like elastic

Candlelight and silhouettes

Ignorance and intellect

Planted seeds and watched them falling victim to the disconnect

Born into this generation, children of the internet

The middle ground is dead and buried, now's the time to interject

Out of luck and out of love, I'd given everything to this passion

The metal bound to rust if you're just gonna talk instead of make it happen

We brave the madness on a daily basis, taking chances

Aiming at this system, ever-failing, set on facing backwards

Where's the value when the talks this cheap?

Everybody's on their course and still the walks this steep

To the peak, I need a cause this deep to keep the fire burning brighter

Grab the lighter, watch me torch this beat

Watch the flowers growing free through the cracks in the concrete

Moving individually, but the fact is we're one team

Back out at the last second, the second the song's seen

It is what it is now, but it's not what it once seemed

I kept my family close

As close as I could

Some not as close as I should

But it's a two way street

If I could've told him I would

You could've broken the chain, but chose to stick to the pattern

Instead of making change

Erase it like it didn't happen

The present lacking what the past has