Lyrics
The only question now is ""How long can it take?""
The speaker wonders about the duration something will take.
It's all hanging on you
The outcome relies heavily on the listener.
Just make your move before you have no move to make
Act decisively before losing the chance to act.
There's no future, there's no lighthouse on the lake
There's no hope or guidance in a difficult situation.
You're just rambling through
Going through life without direction or purpose.
Endless corridors—a mouse lost in a maze
Feeling lost in a complex, confusing situation.
You gotta calm yourself and try to concentrate
Stay composed and focused.
What survives in the fire?
What endures or remains in challenging times?
What small fragment after all else disintegrates?
What survives when everything else falls apart?
The only question now's ""How long 'til it breaks?""
How much longer until something breaks or collapses?
I come home and the door is hanging open
Returning home to chaos and disorder.
The smoke alarm is howling, the bathroom mirror is broken
Visual chaos and damage at home.
Find you standing in the backyard pouring gas on the bonfire
Encountering someone engaging in destructive behavior.
Ass-naked in the middle of December
A scene of shame and lack of memory.
The shame you don't recall with the clothes you don't remember in flames
Embarrassment and confusion during a distressing event.
Tearing pages of notebooks—in the embers, your makeshift funeral pyre
Destroying personal creations in a symbolic funeral.
I toss and turn all night then it comes to me
Struggling with thoughts until a realization occurs.
It's you that can't shake out the shards in your memory
Realizing the listener's struggle with painful memories.
So you've engaged in this scorched-earth policy
Engaging in a destructive, all-consuming approach.
'Til there's nothing, there's nothing
Continuing until there's nothing left.
Later on, claiming wolves replaced your family
Claiming a drastic change, blaming external factors.
You raised your hand against me with the newspaper you can't read
Using unread materials as a weapon.
Then you wrapped yourself in an op-ed on the construct of history
Wrapping oneself in complex, difficult concepts.
The mark of time is elaborately long
Time leaves a significant, intricate mark.
It's a Spirograph drawn with no breaks—just goes on and on
Life's path, complex and uninterrupted.
And here we are on the cutting room floor, slicing fugues
Being in an inappropriate or uncomfortable situation.
Where they don't belong
Dealing with situations where one doesn't belong.
I toss and turn all night, but there's no relief
Restless with no respite.
I went into your room, you were sound asleep
Observing someone asleep.
So I stayed for awhile watching you grind your teeth
Witnessing someone's stress while they sleep.
And when you wake, there's a moment as you rise
Realizing someone's awakening to their situation.
You feel it all coming back and you realize
Recognizing the return of memories.
You tried to amputate the parts that made you scared to die
Trying to remove fear-inducing memories.
Now it'll kill you if you let it
Suppressing emotions could be self-destructive.
As I watch the light fade from your eyes
Witnessing the loss of vitality in someone's eyes.
As I watch the light fade from your eyes
Repeating the observation of vitality fading.
As I watch the light fade from your eyes
Continued observation of vitality waning.
You're a black hole bending light beams backwards
Describing someone's consuming, destructive nature.
Center caving, self-collapsing inwards
Self-destructive tendencies leading to collapse.
Against the infinite and you have no stature
Feeling insignificant in the vastness of existence.
Shrinking infinitely out of the picture
Fading away from relevance and existence.
You pull the lever trying to break the pattern
Attempting to break a repetitive cycle.
See the crocus in the dead of Winter
Notable resilience in difficult circumstances.
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