标题:Prequel to the Sequel
副标题:A prequel to the song "Lost Perfection" on the album "The Silent Circus"
艺人:Between the Buried and Me
专辑:Colors
作词:Tommy Rogers
作曲:Between the Buried and Me
节拍:
Moderate ♩ = 100
歌词:
album by: colors
artist by: between the buried and me
the headless lover of three
an unspeakable affair
the lady on the hill creates a glorious departure from her everyday life.
constant swelling of the ankles
a pleasant cry for help
she began to unfold her story.
a grieving widow mothered this headless wonder.
a perfect crime, that soon lived on.
a different life it had to develop
gripped by every limb it could hold, the lifeless ideas it grew onto its own.
a much needed surrender.
trees soon started to grow from what seemed like a lifeless neck
from a monster to a beauty in quick months
its life seemed to be on its way to a rare freedom.
it decided it should take advantage of this idea.
(the average traveler hints at this every single day of their lives)
a mixture of plantings soon took course in its body
a spectacle nonetheless,
walking proud through life, letting its branches guide the way.
a path which seemed to be covered in sunshine
it must be human, for its qualities seem
to outdo even the grandest occupant of the town
this started to catch the attention of the unbranched
it had never experienced an affection of this kind
a wonderful and frightening new obstacle in its life.
years went by as it finally found true love
the love of others, three to be exact.
letting them into every secret, feeding from every branch
every part used for their lives
(this went on with no negative scents til the 5th year came around)
it noticed its walking seemed more staggered than normal.
the breeze didn't flow like it used to
the heart seemed to pound slower and slower
what caused this?
it seen was noticed that these three had torn every branch, every single stem
torn to its last life
how hadn't it noticed a drastic change in the surroundings
it didn't think anything could go this wrong.
"comfort..."
it thought life was constant happiness
if constant happiness was all that was given out.
comfort, comfort
(it left its entire existence up to these three lovers)
hints and all, they did as they pleased
and now it's starting to wilt away.
(they will see this lost perfection. it will come back around
will the newborn live to tell this story? rewind.)
