Gone To Find An Atmosphere

I search my memory for some remnants of pain 
But when I find them it is in vain
Because they don’t reflect the sky like they used to
And though I’m superhuman I still bruise too
And you can see the blue through my translucent skin
Is it wrong if I say it was because of him
Because he silences my voice, puts a hand over my mouth
Til I don’t have a choice but to dwell in self doubt
Is this the gaslit anthem or just some season that falls
In the autumn down the halls
Of the ceremony we once were
Now I watch you bow to her
And I won’t stand in competition
So you say to her the bitch is gone
I can hear it in your tone
When you talk to me on the phone
Through clenched teeth
As I try to share the beach
That got me through a sparser climate
But you are an intelligent primate
And you can make your own decision now
If you break the heart that I allow
To fall into your hands
Is it my fault that slipping sands
Can’t be stayed by frantic movement
And when you find the Divine you cannot improve it

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