Window Dressing

Left on display, dust in the case
Blank eyes direct the author
Remember me, your final dream
These nights are getting longer

I’m watching, you're waiting
No more participating
A sequence of motions
Captured in fleeting moments

I’m in love with the edge of reality
Skip ahead to the part where I feel complete
I let the feeling of redemption get the best of mе
Hung in the storefront as a piecе of modern history

I’m a model in clay
Watch me stay in one place
While you walk through every open door

I’m watching, you're waiting
No more participating
A sequence of motions
Captured in fleeting moments

Stop right where you're standing
Look at the size of the prints you tried to fill
By walking taller

Your pride makes the impressions that you want
You're getting stagnant
Too old to be standing still

I let the feeling of redemption get the best of me
Hung in the storefront as a piece of modern history

I’m a model in clay
Watch me stay in one place
While you walk through every open door

I’m in love with the edge of reality
Skip ahead to the part where I feel complete

(Where I feel complete)