Straight North

Few views
 Like the textures fading, running away from you
 Like clarity from the bedside of my room
 And I want you
 Or your likeness from a view
 No longer subject to
 Days that drag like grinding breaks
 A desert void of tricks to play
 Lusting over all the things I'd change
 Desperately entangled in
 Mirage of what this could've been
 A testament to all this weight I shed
 This weight
 I shed
 This weight
 I shed
 Few views
 Like the window garden spectating your room
 Like patron saints, we're sent to start anew
 With a solvent for our truths
 Best wishes through and through
 Ignore the signs directing eyes to
 Words like a gun that we keep in the hold
 Promises meant to confuse and to stall
 Buy some time so I can let this go
 Words like a gun that we keep in the hold
 Promises meant to confuse and to stall
 Please buy some time so I can let you go
 Days that drag like grinding breaks
 A desert void of tricks to play
 Lusting over all the things I'd change
 Desperately entangled in
 Mirage of what this could've been
 A testament to all this weight I shed
 This weight
 I shed
 This weight
 I shed
 No more