Weightless - Chokebore

Since I stood you on your head and told you you don’t

know the way I feel and you don’t see the things I see.

Well, you’ve been walking home alone and shaking

weightless like a sparrow bone.

You know my mind is like water and I’m silver like eels

and I am better left all alone.

But water’s a lie and I am a liar can you see this yet?

I was born and bred hard as stone smooth like kerosene

aching and soaking wet.

Gasoline night time, silver eyes promise you thousands of

sour lies, grey like eels.

Since I stood you on your head and told you, you don’t

know the way I feel and you don’t see the things I see.

Well I’ve been watching your eyes for some sign of

betrayal, a certain courage I thought you might find, a

little curl of your lips, a little shudder of a wing a

little screaming to keep me in line.