Lyrics
Is there a frame upon a frame? I'm making decollage
Is there a notion to explain the mirror to the wall
And the blank curtain
What's on the other side
Of the blinding solar?
I'll take it as it rides
There's a rosary of patient pain, a second and it's lost
I wish it could be easy on you, that I could reduce the cost
Of the Blank curtain
What's on the other side
Of the blinding solar?
I'll take it as it rides
There is a blurriness, a thinness, in that context life
Who flip through pages aimless, lit matches matching up right
To the blank solar
What was on the other side
Of the blinding curtain?
Does it provide?
Is there a frame upon a frame I'm making?
Is there a notion to explain the mirror to the wall
And the blank solar
What's on the other side
Of the blinding curtain?
Does it provide?
