​the gap

Not a word i could say
Not a breath i could take
I can't even compete
Always knew
It would never get through
Since i was barely sixteen

But i'm trying
Still i'm trying

Ive been wandering my way through these worlds
And asking you what you see
Everyone i can trust just tells me
I should take it easy

I end up crying
End up crying

Please don't tell me
That you know the
Endless rhythm of everything
I was forged in
Greater storms than
Anything i can throw at me

Then a push meets a shove
From so high up above
And i fall at your feet
Patch me up
From the weight of a love
That i can nеver complete

'causе we're dying
Slowly dying

Then i fall once again
But i don't call a friend
I can do it myself
Take the shadows of worlds
That had never unfurled
Off of the high shelf

It's an anatomy of a hierarchy
Of a place that had no space for me
It's an anatomy of a hierarchy
Of "i will carry your sins no further past here"

There's a clockmaker
There's a warm place
Everything is a melody
Lost when i don't hear the tempo
Stumbling round on my two left feet but
I was forged in
Greater storms than
Anything i can throw at me
I will dance in these
Changing tides till the
Ocean dances right back with me

There's a metronome
There's a warm place
Everything is a melody
Lost when i can't see the clock face
Hidden metal stripes mark our fate but
I was forged in
Greater storms than
Anything i can throw at me
I will dance in these
Changing times till the
Universe learns to sing with me