Music&Lyrics: Cricket K

Best of luck said blindly
I'm sorry
We never saw things eye to eye
Was it enough to know
All of your faces and their names

Blindly
Orange
Yellow
Pieces or a torch
Holding ever closely to a never ending force
They all tried to save me
From this never ending, condescending swing
The truth is, it's me

I move in one constant motion
Driving me to the edge of everything
I've fallen i fell
To the depths of hell
But these walls do not close me in

Blindly
Orange
Yellow
Pieces of a torch
Holding ever closely to a never ending force
They all tried to stop me
From this back and forth dynamic energy
The truth is it's me

But what about the past
What about the things i said before
What about the words you saved
They aren't propelling anymore

Torched the anchors
Torched the summers
A flame for a chemical change
Set afire
Things go higher
Like wind, like energy

Shield your eyes my evil
i'll blind you with me
hold me ever closely
ashes to the floor

Ashes we all fall down
In motion i'll blow you off the ground