The Artist

Take in words
or all my thoughts
Study days
Well, this is what I'll say

You're getting close
You are so close to me
You're close to me
You know something's wrong
when life gets this easy
(gets this easy)
The matron's taking back everything
that's been given to me
(given to me)
Crossing off my fingers as they bleed
single rhythms towards my knees.

You aren't to be imitated,
a limitless lie
based on calculations
with no reasons why
Static faces molt into places where
it's okay for those to plot away
at their own despair

You were saying
it's all so keen again
You were saying
it's all so keen again

You're getting close
You are so close to me
You're close to me
You know something's wrong
when life gets this easy
(gets this easy)
The matron's taking back everything
that's been given to me
(given to me)
Crossing off my fingers as they bleed
single rhythms towards my knees.

All I see is your eyes growing brighter and
all I see is a face coming closer and
all I see is your eyes growing brighter and
all I see is your face coming closer and
all I see is your eyes growing brighter and
all I see is your face coming closer and
and so I fall

All I see is your eyes growing brighter and
all I see is a face coming closer and
all I see is your eyes growing brighter and
all I see is your face
So I fall
(Fall)
Not argue!
Fall!
(Fall!)
I fall, not argue
Fall!
(Fall!)
Fall!