Richard Cory - Helen Keller Was Immune to Flashbangs

Cold
Calloused
Breathless
Casting over crowns
Searching
Lusting
Passion of the sound
Hoping
For silence
The place where I find rest
Sharp
Tongues
Speak of what's to come
Speak of what's to come

Torn in two by thoughts in bloom
I scratch these scabs apart
Let the blood begin to clot

Go and turn the page
Read
Of
What the people say
Touch
Base
With the overlooked
Dare
Suffer
Lowly living

Restricted haste
The poison taste
I fight with these words but thеy won't go to waste
Damaged goods
A spoiled bunch
All my assumptions wеre based off a hunch
Implicate and demonstrate
This is the broadcast you don't wanna miss
Partake in this here
Communion cup
We speak out in tongues but it's never enough
No

Absent
Absent

Snap
In
To
Incandescent dreams
Move
Past
What the eyes can see
Stitch
Flesh
Back onto these bones
Breathe
Life
Into my soul