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The Buttress

The Attic

 

The Attic


I've been here for so long
That my shadow left an imprint on the wall
From the same place where I cast it every day until dawn
From the same chair, I'm writing the same song
And I wrote all night
But I erased all of it cause all of it was wrong
And they say that as the day is long
I'm honest
And I promised myself that I would never belong
To no man or place
Neither time nor space
No case can contain me
Or tame me
I'm the one who makes it great
This room was dead before it let me in
And many men
Many many many men
Have came and went
With pain and sweat
Looking at the sky with tired eyes
We're screaming at the sun and we're begging for time
Yes, I am counted among them
I'm one of them
And we all want the same thing, and that thing being
That my rhymes went the hardest
My ideas went the farthest
When I die I'm not forgotten...
And they'll call me an artist

This place giveth and it taketh away
I wanna stay and stay awake one more day for each and every wooden plank
I've counted them all and I call them all by name
Standing in the hall with wide eyes wondering when it will rain
And in its warm embrace I've forgotten the time, blind
Eternal yearning mindfuck of the forever thoughtless mind
No it's not your calling cause it's mine
To become important, a mortal giving form to the sublime
Amen, world without end
I'm trying to inspire awe and veneratioin in the hearts of many men
But I'm unsure where this place ends and I begin
And if a person could be like a place, then would that person be my friend?
Or does it really matter at all...
Whether this person makes the place or that person built the wall
Whether I succeed or if I fall
Whether I can put it into words or if I use no words at all

Why is it me singing the same song?
Why is it me singing the same song?
Why is it me singing the same song?
Why is it me singing the same song?
Why is it me singing the same song?
Why is it me singing the same song?
Why is it me singing the same song?
Why is it me singing the same song?
Why is it me singing the same song?
Why is it me singing the same song?
Why is it me singing the same song?
Why is it me singing the same song?
Why is it me singing the same song?
Why is it me singing the same song?
Why is it me singing the same song?
Why is it me singing the same song?
Why is it me singing the same song?
Why is it me singing the same song?

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