Means to an End

thiscausticautumn

Track 2 from the album Novella Minor.
Started as an acoustic track that I brought to practice one day, and then it turned into this.

Means to an End

So what’s that you’re reading?
I promise you, I don’t know the name.
I choose between me and mine, so I guess we’re even.
But could you please spare me from breathing?

And please just whisper something sweet to me my friend.
It feels so good to know what happened.
Please just offer some good use for me and my hands.
This is little more than a means to an end.

So I hear you’re leaving.
I promise you this place will never be the same.
You choose between you and yours. You don’t have to tell me,
but it sure would save me from breathing.

Please just whisper something sweet to me my friend.
it feels so good to know what happened.
Please just offer some good use for me and my hands.
This is little more than a means to an end.

And I know your mother must be so proud of you.
I never leave this room.

I hear you’re leaving.
I promise you this place will never be the same.
We’ll never be the same.

Please just whisper something sweet to me my friend.
it feels so good to know what happened.
Please just offer some good use for me and my hands.
This is little more than a means to an end.