Underwater - Rudiments

Sixty year old junkies and their pants are falling down

Trying to convince my intellect can’t get that far down

But once the marbles rolling, it’s own force will whip it around

'Till you’re right back underwater, feel dangling off the ground

Fleeing clarity may point this out when the train is downward bound

But only when you pull the cord will it’s truth truly resound

Wake up, burn away the fog, stop waiting to be crowned

Death is the beginning, change is accidentally found

No blood, glue white face

Eye’s sinking, darker black

Dwarfed inside my cave

One look, jerked right back

Pale green goes around

Slowly requests again

Answers yes, spirals down

Feels good despite the rest

Wandering sounds go 'round as the rain comes down

It’s all pissin on me as I’m homeward bound

Free form streams fill up, run dry

Adopt a highway? I’m not that high

I don’t doubt my place of others I’m not sure

Lost with no soul, Goal! Focus impossible

Psychic tunnels remove the choice

Decision arrived before the voice

Open up your dead eyes

There’s a lot of love in this room tonight

Open up your dead eyes

There’s a lot of love in this room tonight

Open up your dead eyes

There’s a lot of love in this room tonight

Open up your dead eyes

There’s a lot of love in this room tonight

Who’s that comin' on?

The battle is over, but the war still drags on

Who’s that comin' on?

The moment is won but the day still drags on

Who’s that comin' on?

We’re dropping like flies 'cuase we feel shit upon

Who’s that comin' on?

We’re licking our wounds as the red line

The red line grows long

Who’s that comin' on?

Who’s that comin' on?

Who’s that comin' on?

Who’s that comin' on?