Killing The Flies - The Ocean

Air filled with sand lashing in my face

I can’t see you fifteen feet away

I can hear you somewhere in the distance

I have lost you

The air is filled with sand

Eroding my skin I can smell you in the air I’m breathing

I can feel you everytime I’m falling

I can taste you

You’re the sand I’m eating

I can’t kill you

The air is filled with sand

Eroding my skin

All trees cast their leaves when you’re around

All colors grow pale, all tones lose their sound

Air filled with sand

It’s eroding my skin

All wheels stop turning

Now take the night-bus and begin all over again

Some things fade faster than you would believe

Some memories sway your thoughts for a while

Yet some might be etched into your skull so deeply they’ll never grow pale

Sliding deeper and deeper into disaster

Don’t want you to see the state I’m in

Where do I end, where do you begin?

Air filled with sand

It’s eroding my skin

All wheels stop turning

Now take the night-bus and begin all over again

Sliding deeper and deeper into disaster

I’m on the speed-ramp going faster and faster…

Lets stay in bed today

The sun ain’t shining anyway

Completely knocked out, unable to move

Dwelling in daydreams, I’m closer

I’m closer to you

I enwrap myself in black sheets

To match the sky

I no longer want to see

The bitterness in your eyes

You start killing the flies

You start killing the flies

This is the imperative of devotion:

A command to consistent actions

To defend our most heartfelt convictions

Against attempts of self-protection

To cut them down to size of reason

What we feel is true

I can’t abandon you

I lost something forever in you

It all breeds only pain though I can’t discard it

Can’t rid of myself of you without betraying my heart