Enklave - Rangleklods

In a dawning sun

I will lick my wounds

Slowly

I forget what I’ve become

In a fog of trust

I will lick my wounds

Slowly

I forget what I’ve become

Martha, you’ve been here before

Martha, you gave me your name

I don’t recall the when since the where is a given

Every night I’ve been here’s a smudged out mess

Martha, you say you’ve been good

If you draw a hand

I’ll know who to be

Mirror on the wall

You see the best in me

If you frame a cut

I’ll know how to bleed

Mirror on the wall

You see the best, the best in me

In a dawning sun

I will lick my wounds

Slowly

I forget what I’ve become

In a fog of trust

I will lick my wounds

Slowly

I forget what I’ve become

Childhood, I try to think back

Childhood, I can’t see a thing

(I can’t see a thing)

There’s something 'bout a bridge and a park and a sister

But the void’s too deep to fill

Martha, let’s talk about yours

If you draw a hand

I’ll know who to be

Mirror on the wall

You see the best in me

If you frame a cut

I’ll know how to bleed

Mirror on the wall

You see the best, the best in me

Whatever I’ve become, I don’t think you’ll find it

Whatever we are, let’s not talk about it

Whatever I’ve become, I don’t think you’ll find it

Whatever we are, let’s not talk about it

Whatever I’ve become, I don’t think you’ll find it

Whatever we are, let’s not talk about it