Mortimer Nova - Overshadowed By Towers Lyrics
Allegory falls apartIndemnity is not my markMiscalculation from the startAnd your misery, is all I need, to take to heartKerouac lends me all I needBurroughs leaves me miserablyHunter s helps me breatheBut none of, these will, form to meIt's the hand, it's the eyesIt's a lie, a disguiseIt's the gun, it's the knifeIt's a notion not to feel insideOh no, there's no martyrOh, there's no martyrNo, there's no martyrNo no noPair of threes was a miseryLast time you'll say; it's reparteeJust like water? I'm no martyrAnd none of, these will, form to meIt's the hand, it's the eyesIt's a lie, a disguiseIt's the gun, it's the knifeIt's a notion not to feel insideNot to feel, not to breatheNot to hope, not to readNot to know, not to writeNot to strangle out the lightNot to strangle out the lightBut we strangle out the lightAnd we strangle out the lifeIt's the hand, it's the eyesIt's a lie, a disguiseIt's the gun, it's the knifeIt's a notion not to feel insideIt's an ocean not the beat besidesIt's the motion not to seem aliveIt's my notion not to seem aliveIt's my notion not to feel inside
