The Waiting List

New seed, new construct, new clothes on the old objective
If you can make your way home undetected
The loss face brings with it more perspective
But how much more do we need
We bear this stage then bury the crutch and sedative
Swallow sleep repeat repeat
There has been so much change while waiting in the wings
The ruthless winter hunt left me longing in the spring
In service of our needs we're bending what we said
And I receive your letters like the ground reveives the dead
Awake, awake with flies all over your face
Saying how did I get here?
Alter my state to combat the fall from grace
No weak end keep you here forever
New seed, New construct, New day...New day.