Freeze the frame of the split second
So serene, superficially sad
Tear down the seconds that line the wall
Tear down the whole god damned hall
Do not let the seconds haunt me
Ticking in my head should have stopped
Like the slow steady stream of blood
It builds into a tsunami
Chasing me down, down, watch it peak
Watch it fall and surround us all
The well should be dry
The river bed caked
But the seconds never rest
No, the ticking never stops
Tell me where to find the blueprints
Show me how to lay the levy
All I see, all I see is red
I can't get her out of my head
Lay me down, lay me down to bed
Even though I will still dream red
Red's where blues should be
No more greens or yellows
The trees laugh at me
They can tell I'm in hell
Since when was I psychotic?
I need to get back to the picket fenced pocket
Let my copper heart rust and out of the dust
Hope, hope for everything anew
Clinging to my hope like the one faint and askew
Source of light in the void of black and red