You’re tilling the stone now
In reverence
I seize and look how you wince
You’re slipping into a dive
We’re catching breath
Receiving glass eyed as you will

Mind is static
If you could stand in our way
And play us out

They just called to say
You’re only buying
To go without
They just called to sell your borderline
To go without
They didn’t say how everyone who’s buying
Is wringing out the stone

Soaking in anodyne
The river bends
I drift in salt lake useless
Redeem then vilify

In this golden hell
Receiving half light as you will
Mind is static
If you could stand in our way
And wring it out

They just called to say
You’re only buying
To go without
They just called to sell your borderline
To go without
They didn’t say how everyone who’s buying
Is wringing out the stone