Lost Limbs - Calm at the Cusp | Текст песни

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Wear away this weathered stone
Let these rocks corrode; embrace the waiting sea
Lash upon this battered coast
This body falls onto the rocks below

Never to reach your only goal, but to repeat the glorious failure of old
The near- misses were never consoled with your life spurned, lost, traded and sold.
The cruelty of this sacrifice is meaningless and of no consequence;
Envy is the catalyst and the spark, for this ignorance and stark
malevolence.

You stare down the mountain and wonder who has gone
You look on to the foothills and try to scramble on
You stare down the mountain and think of what you've lost
You cling to the cliff face but dream of letting go