Swallower

A thousand different colours

Just behind my eyes

And they're free pretty little flashes

Clouding my ideas of what's right

Someone on my shoulder I can hear his words

And I try to ignore the patterns underneath it all

And I try to ignore the patterns underneath it all

But there's nothing wrong with being wrong

I'm heavy weather

It's the point I crave when the moment starts to crystallise inside my head

And the pieces come together as one

There's a plot here flowing

I'm stuck against the solitary fear my friend

And I'm not about to find the right help

And I try to ignore the patterns underneath it all

When the patterns clear and the blue shines through

I bit my tongue and swallow down

I bit my tongue and swallow down

I don't collect as much fragile bliss

Swallow it down

It grows inside of me like a chrysalis ready to burst

And I'll collect as much fragile bliss and swallow it down

It grows inside of me like a chrysalis ready to burst

And I try to ignore the patterns under it all

And I try to ignore the patterns under it all

And I try to ignore the patterns under it all