EAST OF THE WALL LYRICS

1. Naif

As naive as I’ve always been, I lose my way amongst the din and I give in. The will to try will fade away. I give my life in vain today. I give in. Watch the spine collapse at the first sign of pause. As savages come rushing in they find no flesh worth digging in and I give in. A carrion call for all to see, they gnash their teeth in ecstasy. I give in. Watch the mind collapse, and the body crumble.

Tarp the walls for blood, keep your edge clean. We’ve caught the scent of hunts- now we kill. They’ve pranced in sweetly, and they’ve suckling hide. Now what eager weaklings have stepped, unawares, blindsided?

2. Linear Failure

Nay, nay, set your sights afar. We’ve strayed in wary, but were weary slain. Cries in volumes, bleated strains, caught off guard and untrained.

Now, when the dark was hallowed, they burned the light just to spy the prize from above. And when the stars were bolted just for eyes, you might weep. The prize is no reward.

I’ll concede no hope is won. I’ll concede no opening the only way I’ve known.

I wouldn’t have felt this tired but we’ve run. And god if I had known what we’re in for, I’d hide. The hunt of wills, I thought, would kill me. And which they preyed, I saw myself draped in sheep’s skin, blood crumbs, entrails. So which mark is seized. Which one will faint? I’ll concede no hope if given time.

On high, some kind of word sent down, “give in.” Nay, nay, set your sights afar. We’ve strayed in weary, and were wary slain. Cries in volumes, bleated strains, caught off guard and untrained.

3. My Favorite Society Guy

4. False Build

The wandering stranger assaults you with guilt, not with guile.

The spoken word, spurious. It likely wouldn’t push one to sway. With doubtful experience, it plotted us a path that wound back again.

The halls are cavernous and twist the sound as bait. Quickly drawn away, open jaw. Dig the hook inside while we bray.

Now the horns’ blows have carried away and we’re remorseful for the call. When the very life of you is swept away and reverent then what worth have you? The air we breathe is the air we’ll be bellowing. How loud claps the storm? What fury will we swallow away?

5. Precious Memories

6. The Apologist

Bound to kneel. Bound to go awry. Condemned to argue until we die. Bound to feel something more than I. Pulled through stumbling. Can’t you find your way gone?

Thought the bough was able. Thought the height was scale, and the vertigo’s draw would show clemency, not scorn. Plunging comatose. Lost in those dull words.

Bound to feel something more than I. Now we kneel in the breaking light. Respite is fleeting and loss is ours. Let go, now it’s time we fell.

Don’t you walk away. Don’t you walk through a thousand changes. Though the alchemy burns me. I can’t save you, but I would argue.

The morass that we’re swimming in wont let us catch our breath again and now we’re sunk. The tide that we’re drowning in rises past our eyes again and now we’re sunk

Don’t you walk without stones. A lift without a load to pull you over. Don’t you climb without a hold. Don’t you let go. Can’t you see your days encumbered?

The vast is made of parts. The scope just dots, and we all move the path we’ve drawn. But mine… to walk it is an art, defined by the strong. But I’m unclear this day.

7. Running Tab Of Sweetness

8. Horseback Riding In A Bicycle World

9. A Functional Tumor

The visage crumbled, but ignore the wreckage. It’s worth was loaned.

As with mange brought by the flea, as with stares brought by the gangly, we’re all marked by the path of our births. As with mange brought by the flea, like the call of the unclean, we’ve been pulled, and the only direction is down.

The reek of our kin betrays the stain we’ve hid.

I’m the hold. I’m a mark, a lock. I wouldn’t have lost my breath for lack of a cause. Good god, I couldn’t break free in time from the grasps of stragglers. Grounded and shamed, dragged kicking back through the dirt. We’re all marked. Always.

10. Nurser Of Small Hurts

11. Whiskey Sipper

Step back, put your weapons away. I’m going on alone. In time, as your mercy decays, we’re left to dissolve. If I was suffering, I’d cut the ties that were never meant to bind. But I’m so tired now.

So you’re talking in rhyme. The rhythm escapes you. Don’t ask for more. Forgot all your lines, let it erase you. Don’t ask for more.

Applause has the worth of it’s bearer. The cheers will bleed through with the laughter.

Loose with fast hands, and fumbling into a rough noose. I’ve fitted better knots, but not without precious time. For some jobs cheap will do. Stole through weak locks, and often into a den of wolves. I’ve heeded caution some, but often not every time. For some jobs cheap will do.

Step back, put your weapons away. I’m going on alone. In time, as your mercy decays, we’re left to dissolve. Bind my hands. We’ll settle this.

Let the light, let the fire be forged on some higher peak. When you pass me by, let the flaming torch you carry rain down searing.

This chemical let’s me breathe as carefully we plot our wars that never have an ending. The grievances you laid on me, spoken many times before, never were about me.

Loose with fast hands, and fumbling into a rough noose. I’ve fitted better knots, but not without precious time. For some jobs cheap will do. Stole, frequent, through weak locks of passers by, and often into a den of wolves. I’ve heeded caution some, but often not every time. For some jobs cheap will do.

12. Underachiever

One might still sway on one road, a straight course. So what wreck unfolds a jagged knotted pile?

I don’t even know the way. Was the exit sign just a photograph of mine? When we marked the lines, were we all just drunk?

One might creak and shudder away. Just pave the blood to the road.

There’s no blame without records. No malice, no blame if there’s no past.

No malice, no blame, with no past and no memories’ weight. No malice, no blame, with no past and no name. No words, no deeds. Just smoke to cloud and dissolve.







EAST OF THE WALL LYRICS