When the rain washes you clean
I feel more obscene than ever
Disembodied monotone
Prayers that feelings sever
I notice my confoundingness
In short and finally confess
And all my friends are sick of hearing this
In static absence I admit
My hesitant
Rituals, self-punishment
An insincere peace of mind
Tarot in a trying time
It's comforting
Call me heartless or call me honest
I don't care, it's clear I've lost it
On the back road, bleary eyed in August
And I wouldn't do it the same
And now what's the difference?
Inconspicuous and diffident
A self-inflicted hindrance
Abetted by distance
I will not cry I will not run
I will sit with what this has become
Can I still ameliorate?
I dwell and I exacerbate
'Til I abandon myself
Decline to solicit help
And for once I have nothing to say
Call me heartless or call me honest
I don't care, it's clear I've lost it
On the back road, bleary eyed in August
And I wouldn't do it the same
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