In The House Of Dust

from by The Republic Of Wolves



You laid all your feelings down,
Like worn and guilty knives

But I cleared out that filthy mess
That lived between our words
And painted us apart

But we're the same for what we've done

I was a simple process,
Suddenly cold and honest
A system of dissipating truths

And you were a swerving labyrinth,
Always awake but absent
A ceiling of smokeless flame

Dawn took us for sightless fools,
As if it needed to
But it's really all the same

And I thought change
Was just a name

We were just soldiers serving time
And tracing out our entire lives

And I was afraid of progress,
As though it would cave in on us
A feeble and desecrated house

And we took the past for granted,
As though we could understand it
But we'd never been so lost


from In The House Of Dust, released December 1, 2011


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