Bone Pilots - Through a Lens

Through a lens I saw you
Bent and not defined
If shapeless is all you feel like being
Then take your time

You ask me when this cancer
Will leave the world alone
I have no answer for you
So you're on your own

You're tired of being ambitious
But safe and sound inside its hardened shell
The precious pearl
Is slave to the tide

You take off your glasses
So no one can meet your eyes
The crowd loudly passes by you
Swept away in its cries

They say the end is coming
And it will come when they decide
I wish that we could leave it all behind
Oh what have they done this time?

Oh what have they done this time?
Oh what have we done this time?

You ask me when this cancer
Will leave the world alone
I still have no answers for you
So you're on your own

Written by:
Russell Tanner

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