still in the smallness of (Into the smallness of) Our deconstruction of love (Our deconstruction) We thought it was changing but it never was Our deconstruction of love Our deconstruction
: "My perfect reflection swims through the drowning pool. The sky is gone. My world is in deconstruction" The fallen that dreams suicide Takes the
One after the other, the Banished Ones fled As they watched from the distance The destruction of the Digital Garden With no more fruit to bear from its
To deconstruct, deconstruction: to dis-assemble or take apart.
Lay down lay down, lay it all down Let your white birds smile up At the ones who stand and frown Lay down lay down, lay it all down Let your white birds
Spirituality is a henna tattoo That you wash off when you find something new to get into Standing in the field with your flashlight blinking 'Cause somebody
It's 2:00 A.M. and the neighbors are jumpin' Mr. Cray threatens to call the police He jumps out of bed, hits his head Now you got something to really
In this town of pain You could be the lucky one Fate turns on a dime The only thing that will change Are the lights when they get brighter They replace
If you could have told me I wouldn't find my way back home Never would have closed the door I never would have left the phone unplugged All night, waiting
I am stuck here with a torn up soul that can never Be mended you, you destroyed my dreams i, i sat Silently never knowing how much you stole and how I
You have now entered from the womb In my reconstruction from deconstruction Where instruments of genetic distortion is me Abandon your pious ways You
changing but it never was Was still in the smallness of our deconstruction of love We thought it was changing but it never was Our deconstruction of love Our deconstruction
there's nothing left to gain? Who will till the soil of these barren black remains? Deconstruction, deconstruction Deconstruction, deconstruction Our world is in deconstruction
Re-form perfect symmetry And give us dis-concord Find a place to be now To a-view the beauty of deconstruction In a surplus of noise that no one hears
I cannot sacrifice, this gift you've given me. All else just disappears, it's all that I can see. Sweet laughter beckons me, it heals all that surrounds
I am stuck here with a torn up soul that can never Be mended you, you destroyed my dreams i, i sat Silently never knowing how much you stole and how
