Nomu - Good Kid

Four eyes entwined

Draw four separate lines

And none of them point to you

A tangled mess

Of knots I confess

But the intent

Was there I swear

We set out sights

On something

That we thought

Was true

So now we sit and stare across

A surface spanning the whole state

Two feet between

And miles apart

No words to speak

Been here a week

And still we haven’t got a clue

It falls apart there’s not a heart to beat there

It falls apart if there’s not a heart to have

It falls apart there’s not a heart to beat there

It falls apart if there’s not a heart to have

Each word a world all of its own

Each thought rendered only in groans

The syntax skips

Semantics slip

And what was left

A growing cleft

Of language lost

Tokens unknown

Then I guess we slipped right through

And lost all meaning on the way

We ended up

A tiny piece

Of every part

Of every heart

Of every stone

Of every grave

It falls apart there’s not a heart to beat there

It falls apart if there’s not a heart to have

It falls apart there’s not a heart to beat there

It falls apart if there’s not a heart to have