Voices From Thin Air:

I am not what I was,
I am not who I was to you

I am sorry for taking all the veils down,
here we are sinking into door frames
I am sorry for taking all the veils down,
here we are sinking into door frames again
again
again
again


Hazel’s House:

The other day I sat my mother down and I asked her about aging,
she said it gets a little bit easier if tension grows when you have to let go,
and when you get closer to your final days
you’ll start to realize you are not needed in the same way.

am I disgusting for seeing beauty in decay
am I mistaken for seeing harmony in decay
am I disgusting for seeing beauty in decay
am I mistaken for seeing harmony in decay

I will push my insides two feet away from my chest so I cannot feel anymore,
I will push my insides two feet away from my chest so I cannot hear my heart beating.

am I disgusting for seeing beauty in decay
am I mistaken for seeing harmony in decay
am I disgusting for seeing beauty in decay
am I mistaken for seeing harmony in decay

I went for a long drive the other night and wept over perfection I do not see
I went for a long drive the other night and wept over perfection I want in me
I went for a long drive the other night and wept over perfection I do not see
I went for a long drive the other night and wept over perfection I want in me

am I disgusting for seeing beauty in decay
am I mistaken for seeing harmony in decay
am I disgusting for seeing beauty in decay
am I mistaken for seeing harmony in decay