Текст Area 11 – Watchmaker
Текст:
Serve or break the patterns that would be
Echo positions of the free
Middle child of eternity
Caught between the branches and the roots
The creeping vines of anomie
I never wanted to believe
I never asked if I could stay
Switch the pressures you relieve
Forge your aggression in the clay
The art that I buried in the earth
Sketching parallels to understand
Why I can’t share your love
Watchmen and makers in dissent
I’m only building what I meant
To do so many lives ago
I never wanted to believe
I never asked if I could stay
Switch the pressures you relieve
Forge your aggression in the clay
I never wanted to believe
I never asked if I could stay
Switch the pressures you relieve
I never wanted to believe
I never asked if I could stay
Switch the pressures you relieve
Forge your aggression in the clay