Stillness - De Rosa

I compose, every center, every perspective

Any part is a nose

I propose, a way of looking, or a way of looking past this

Our redemption shows perfect stillness

Baby Love, is the shadow of our existence

Any wiseman knows to keep his distance

Its not enough my desire fake some illness

Every liar knows to keep his stillness

Well i am stillness

I arose from the backplate, from the blank slate

I remember smoke

And all the fires of November paint our blood on our back doors

And i remember him still at the corner

Hes still at the corner

Baby time, is the shadow of our existence

Any wiseman knows to keep his distance

Its not enough my desire to fake some illness

Every liar knows to keep his stillness

Well i am stillness