[Verse 1]
The geometry is wrong here,
The corners don't quite meet.
I watch them move,
In lines they swore were straight.
But the sidewalk dips and twists,
A slow wave beneath my shoe,
And the colors look too loud,
Like they’re screaming over you.
[Pre-Chorus]
I try to hold the focus,
Try to stand right on the seam,
But the horizon tilts again,
It’s always a waking dream.
It doesn't fit.
[Chorus]
The glass is wet!
And everything's refracted,
Pushed away from where it's supposed to be.
I can't align!
The static pulls me sideways,
From the center of the symmetry.
I watch it glide!
And I just can't feel the frame.
[Verse 2]
They speak the easy rhythm,
The words they all agree on.
But the sound decays,
Before it hits my ear.
I’m wearing somebody else's coat,
The wrong weave, the wrong weight,
Just a half-step out of time,
Waiting by the wrong gate.
[Pre-Chorus]
I try to hold the focus,
Try to stand right on the seam,
But the horizon tilts again,
It’s always a waking dream.
It doesn't fit.
[Chorus]
The glass is wet!
And everything's refracted,
Pushed away from where it's supposed to be.
I can't align!
The static pulls me sideways,
From the center of the symmetry.
I watch it glide!
And I just can't feel the frame.
[Bridge]
**[Vocal style: Deep, very close to the mic, resigned and calm, almost spoken word.]**
I just stand here in the shadow.
Watching them hold their perfect shape.
It's a beautiful lie.
I don't belong to the axis.
Just turn the dial a fraction.
Yeah, just a tiny bit off.
I can see the bend.
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I can't feel....
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Can't feel the frame
[Outro Chorus]
The glass is wet!
And everything's refracted!
I can't align!
The static pulls me sideways!
I watch it glide!
And I just can't feel the frame!
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Sean_Williamson
