Stasis Lyrics

Adrift

All lost in those days

A growing branch to smithereens

Trying real hard to beat some grace out of all that withering and dying

The thriving soul's beneath

It's yearning for the surface



Years of pain not undergone in any way will reveal the wounds

Fiercely tame, not about to make a scene...



I saw it drowning, gasping for air, disappear into the surging of the sea

An agreement made with the one who wields the cane of ordeal



Seasons gone by have handed over the reins

Highlighted the worth of our earthly strife

Highlighted the worth of unearthly might



An early memory a feeble ground

The facts remain all the same

An early memory a feeble ground to build upon

Assumptions die hard while the past remains



Home-grown severe denial

Smothered way down inside

Home-grown severe denial

Shreds of regard defiled