Homage To Excess

Homage To Excess - Cari Clara

I can't feel a thing am I home

The only light is flickering

Missed calls from a cellular phone

The ice in my drink is all I can taste

An homage to excess

The picture of dwindling faith

I've spent years turning these thoughts to fears

I'm giving back the air

I breathe for anything whole

So where are the pieces I've thrown

With powder burns to finger tips

With ringing ears and blood on my lips

A thought too familiar is all I have left

I've owned you once

I've hated I need you more

Now and again

I've spent years turning these thoughts to fears

I'm giving back the air

I breathe for anything whole

I stand here cover my eyes mouth ears

Keep the bed warm

I failed Bury the boy in me God it's so clear

Close to the flame

I can't feel a thing am I home

The only light is flickering

Missed calls from a cellular phone

The ice in my drink is all I can taste

An homage to excess

The picture of dwindling faith

I've spent years turning these thoughts to fears

I'm giving back the air

I breathe for anything whole