An Ode to Holes in Pretty Things

This is a work in progress, and has already seen a change or two since this recording. It will eventually see the light of day on our sophomore LP, which is still only half written and not likely to be released for a year or so. For now, this is how the song goes.
Thanks for listening,
Rain.

An Ode to Holes in Pretty Things
My consciousness. My enemy. My will to bend and pry.
As much as One may seek divinity, the same is true of time.
A former self, a bottled plan, left not but to cross lines,
has ripped and torn and bruised itself, as paths tend to define.

So one day we may flow as steel and bible leather
(unable to burn through),
I could murder one with wings to have these secrets proved.
Falling and aching, as their own two selves are blind,
will never trust in me, for I have seen the end of all and smiled.

So that one day I may too come and go…
that I might fall into better eyes; may shed these skins and thorns.
So one day you too may come to know…
may recognize and wear this skin no more.

My lossless bliss may tend to my will not to survive quite s0 much as the rest.
I have taken a scorned and bitter plan; watched it go free, as it has sipped of a loss itself.

Sin is refined within what’s died.
Behind my eyes you were withered and deprived.

Only my soiled self is tame. Only my soiled self remains.
Only my soiled self feels pain. Only my soiled self can change.

The tears of one thousand widows have been shed,
and I couldn’t be any less afraid of death.
As only a river knows the place from whence it bled,
so too have I with devils stood and stripped and killed and lied.
So too have I with devils stood and stripped and killed and lied.

To wallow and brood and put holes in pretty things,
to swallow you and never choose which way this dagger swings,
to follow, fooled, is to allow myself to die.
I sting and scar anew and come up so unsatisfied.
Only my soiled self is named, my soiled self, deranged.
Only my soiled self is worthy of such blame.

So that one day we too may flow….
may come to level tides, and find peace within the soul.