Self​-​Contradictory Prisms

from Hands As Those Of Mice by Révolution Industrielle

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You've got such simple eyes,
always seeing the good in everything.
And I used to be the same,
but now my hands war against my heart.
And my heart is worn out and late for the race
and my hands split at the sight of weight,
so now I can't lift this crown to cover up my face.
So I will vomit this smoke from my lungs
until that sky reemerges,
crystal green through my kaleidoscope view.

I'm dreaming of high, lonely hills
where the wind will carry and the ground is dry.
Let me see it, one last time.

and that moment will linger for a while,
and after it fades burn it all away.
I just don't care anymore.

If what is to be
is what must be
then so be it.
I give up.

Just let me see it, one last time before I go.
And after that I'll give up and I'll give in.
I give up and I give in.
I give up.

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from Hands As Those Of Mice, released January 3, 2014

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