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Grasped by Infatuation: Redhorse's Tale
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Lyrics

The long hilled climb

The challenging ascent

It stands like time

Resembles the enduring nature of time

Can't get my wheels to work but I still try

Struggling to make progress, but persistent in the attempt

"The words don't faze"

Unaffected by words or criticism

Sent from the veil

Transmitted from a mysterious source

In these London streets

Discussions about societal issues in London

Hear them talk about the shell

Conversations regarding vulnerability

I'm a wreck

Feeling emotionally distraught

Infatuation with the blue light

Strong attraction to a captivating, possibly artificial, light

Making excuses that it's just like the sky

Justifying similarities to the sky as an excuse

Take a stand

Taking a firm position

And the easel breaks

An artistic support structure breaks

Reality's fabrics, they all reshape

Perception of reality constantly changing

Is this what you wanted now

Questioning if current circumstances are desired

Reduce me to a puppet show

Feeling reduced to a mere spectacle for others

The birds, you let them do their thing

Allowing others freedom while feeling burdened

But it's different when it's all on me

Responsibility feels different when solely on oneself

Appeal to all their wants and needs

Catering to the desires of others

Higher ups keep sowing all the seeds

Those in power continue to sow discord

Reach my hand out the rabbit hole

Extending a hand towards uncertainty

The cult just keeps their grasp on me

A cult-like influence maintains control

The seraph's here

An angelic figure provides solace

Wipes all my tears

Comforting and removing sorrow

Takes me away

Transported to a different emotional state

The stars feel ever so close

Feeling a proximity to celestial bodies

The smile wavers

A smile exhibits uncertainty

And I infer

Inferencing and understanding

The fallen wings look like the ones I know

Reminded of fallen beings or lost opportunities

I'm a wreck

Emotionally distressed

Infatuation with the blue light

Attraction to a captivating, possibly artificial, light

Making excuses that it's just like the sky

Justifying similarities to the sky as an excuse

Take a stand

Taking a firm position

And the easel breaks (oh no)

An artistic support structure breaks (expressed concern)

Reality's fabrics, they all reshape

Perception of reality constantly changing

Is this what you wanted now

Questioning if current circumstances are desired

Reduce me to a puppet show

Feeling reduced to a mere spectacle for others

The birds, you let them do their thing

Allowing others freedom while feeling burdened

But it's different when it's all on me

Responsibility feels different when solely on oneself

Appeal to all their wants and needs

Catering to the desires of others

Higher ups keep sowing all the seeds

Those in power continue to sow discord

Reach my hand out the rabbit hole

Extending a hand towards uncertainty

The cult just keeps their grasp on me

A cult-like influence maintains control

Is this what you wanted now

Questioning if current circumstances are desired

Reduce me to a puppet show

Feeling reduced to a mere spectacle for others

The birds, you let them do their thing

Allowing others freedom while feeling burdened

But it's different when it's all on me

Responsibility feels different when solely on oneself

Appeal to all their wants and needs

Catering to the desires of others

Higher ups keep sowing all the seeds

Those in power continue to sow discord

Reach my hand out the rabbit hole

Extending a hand towards uncertainty

The cult just keeps their grasp on me

A cult-like influence maintains control

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