Picture Of Return

Waiting for the draft to turn
To a giver of being
Vertical coffin to carry the time
That's blowing me through
Deflated surroundings
Putting appearance underneath the skin

Breaking at the corner
The room acting as my witness
To manipulated order
A mission's face
Was never a picture of return

Wrapped up in a language of feelings
Can't be the judge
Wearing a face on the back of your head
It's half midway
Elusive content
A chain of steel over a chain of brass

Breaking at the corner
The room acting as my witness
To manipulated order
A mission's face
Was never a picture of return

Free to pursue
Free if you bend your knees to shame
You can't reside
You drank my blood
You drank your whole health
And held admission behind your eyes
Your eyes

Breaking at the corner
The room acting as my witness
To manipulated order
A mission's face
Was never a picture of return

Never a picture of return
Never a picture of return