Texty: Balance And Composure. Patience.

I feel no pain from your salt-mixed rain
If I grew a tree up to the sky
Feed it the words that would make it cry
A sad, sad song
You got me humming right along
To the words that the sun burned out
Shout them loud to make you proud
Soon I'll find my nerves entwined
Wrap me up in all of it
I can see your spirit or what's left of it

Patience, all this patience
Tapping toes and always looking at the time
Strung out, always strung out
This time I think that I've really lost my mind

My heartbeat is always weakening me
I can't find the strength within me
So if I go don't say I didn't see it coming
Sad song, you got me humming right along
Never wanted a part of this
But you signed me up first on the list
I'm scared but it can't show
I'm a storm while you're sleeping but you don't know
Not a shake, not a stir in your God damn bones
There's rain drops on your window
And I see nothing much
Lack of visual, lack of touch
Now smoke fills the air
Serves as my crutch
And I never felt so fucked

Patience, all this patience
Tapping toes and always looking at the time
Strung out, always strung out
This time I think that I've really lost my mind

Patience, all this patience
Tapping toes and always looking at the time
Strung out, always strung out
This time I think that I've really lost my mind