formwela 3

I know its all thick
With thunder in your throat
The worst storms undead
Unsaid and unchanging
But taking every room inside your head

Wither, wither if we dont find some light somewhere soon
How am I to be
To be at home with all this density embodied
Everybodys density up on me

Well
Youre home no matter where you stand
Or cant stand
To be
Your be is unchanging
But changing what it means
To be
Home

Figure, figure weve been suffering enough now
Between the roof and mythos of autonomy
Everybodys density up on me
Everybodys heavy with the zombie consciousness causing this stress
Stress unspoken and thundering

Undead and unchanging
It may be
Or maybe
Youre changing what it means
To be
Home

Remember the works of sun
Towering within the blue
While we are stuck inside
Wide atmospheres breathe and surround you

While we are stuck inside
Wide atmospheres breathe and surround you
While we are stuck inside
Wide atmospheres breathe and surround you

While we are stuck inside
Wide atmospheres breathe and surround you
While we are stuck inside
Wide atmospheres breathe and surround you

While we are stuck inside
Wide atmospheres breathe and surround you
While we are stuck inside
Wide atmospheres breathe and surround you

While we are stuck inside
Wide atmospheres breathe and surround you