Cool Breeze from Content Oscillator by Telehealth
Tracklist
| 9. | Cool Breeze | 4:24 |
Lyrics
In just a matter of time,
It’s just material strife.
Like desperate moments of hope,
Abandoned cities survive.
Over, and over, and over, and over again,
They weighed and they judged you,
Like Lions feasting on dead.
Is nothing dignified? No sacred crimes.
Am I a cool breeze looking from the outside?
Is this my state of mind, that’s gone awry?
Am I a cool breeze looking from the outside?
Bothered by the process and you question why,
Is a flower with no pedals a flower that has died?
Are the songs without words ever properly heard?
Does a breeze only live just to gather in the dirt?
A crooked storm,
A great divide,
From fractured words,
That you’ve implied
Is it to late to satisfy, the broken heart you meant to hide
A crooked storm,
A great divide,
From fractured words,
That you’ve implied,
It’s it too late. Is it too late…
Over and over. Over. And over. Over. And over. Over. Again.
Is nothing dignified? No sacred crimes.
Am I a cool breeze looking from the outside?
Is this my state of mind, that’s gone awry?
Am I a cool breeze looking from the outside?
