Walking alone in the forest of living
Brandishing paper thin blades
Shaving away all the flakes of our youth
And the careless good looks of our friends
Thinning the months from the branch of our lives
The carving knife steady as time
Skinning the bark that splinters his fingers
Exposing the pulp of our age
Oh mantissa
Hollowed out
Picking the scraps of the twigs of our lives
Exhaling the dryness of death
Colder than time, the breath of our eyes
Will mist until nothing is left
Oh mantissa
And time as it stands has stripped you to dust
Joyless and tired and cold
Wondering aloud how you еver grew old
Just count all the rings on your soul
Brandishing paper thin blades
Shaving away all the flakes of our youth
And the careless good looks of our friends
Thinning the months from the branch of our lives
The carving knife steady as time
Skinning the bark that splinters his fingers
Exposing the pulp of our age
Oh mantissa
Hollowed out
Picking the scraps of the twigs of our lives
Exhaling the dryness of death
Colder than time, the breath of our eyes
Will mist until nothing is left
Oh mantissa
And time as it stands has stripped you to dust
Joyless and tired and cold
Wondering aloud how you еver grew old
Just count all the rings on your soul
( Solipse )
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