Tangled Clarity

Static in the wiring of my mind

Tracing paths I wasn't meant to find

(hahah) Every mirror speaks a foreign tongue

Dusty reels of memories out of frame

Calling out a long-forgotten name (ohhh)

Is this the thread I pull?

Or just a cage that's full?

For a second I can see the sky

Clear

water where the shadows die

(yeah) But the glass begins to crack again

Back into the swarm,

the jigsaw falls

Scraping patterns on the bedroom walls

Let the colors align Just give me a sign I

am not myself... (not myself)