Bleed Season

Trace the chalk and seize the day
So those old habits never pass away
Commemorate the conception with
The childrens' debt the retribution
Deaf to self and mute to mind to find
Muddled wallowing nebulous blind
My crippled confidence chafed away
Without the answers I'm cast astray

My cloud's so thick, I can barely think
So reveal to me dead sight, dead sight
My cloud's so thick, I can barely think
So reveal to me dead sight, dead sight

Trace the tree and the veil will flee me
And now I see with salty eyes
Consistent tragedy persisting in me
This disability my soul's demise
Deaf to self and mute to mind
Muddled wallowing nebulous blind
My crippled confidence is chafed away
With the answers I'm pulled astray

The habits laced embrace me
With a cold, chaotic flinch
Kiss of old deaths erase me
Soft, subtle, inch by inch

Upon my face I lie mesmerized
Cauterized by the blemishes
Frail bandages
Without a chance to change
Desperate to rectify
Imperative lest I die
Imminent reality on pace
Down glanced closed-faced
Consistent entrancement
And I'm staring into empty space
With an open wound to clean
Please cleanse me

Is this my time to feel
Is this my time to breathe
Is this my time to bleed
Change the season

Upon my face I lie mesmerized
Cauterized by the blemishes
Frail bandages
Without a chance to change
Desperate to rectify
Imperative lest I die
Imminent reality on pace
Down glanced closed-faced
Consistent entrancement
And I'm staring into empty space
With an open wound to clean
Please cleanse me

Is this my time to feel
Is this my time to breathe
Is this my time to bleed
Change the season

Is this my time to feel
Is this my time to breathe
Is this my time to bleed
Change the season

I'll never live without you
I'll never see without you
I'll never change without you
True sight