Restoration - The Acorn

Concentric circles signal dinner time

The tidal waves that skim the surface

We’ll split along the seeds, we’ve all been gnawing at the bone

And your last breath left us dangling from your spine

And that was fine

Yeah, your last breath left us hanging on the line

Wonder why you never lose

After all the hair falls from your head

And the heart attack’s been sleeping in your bed

But on with the restoration

I’m running on my feet, I never stumble as I’m falling

'Cause the vultures love to have you in their claws

But you proffered me my preservation

When all this time I’ve warned you, beast

This time it’s brought me to my knees

'Cause I can’t wipe my cover on my own

I’m failing overseas

My head is coming home