Abating God

An undefined eye keeping me up strong

In a place of harmonic mean reborn

You will find

An abating of a God

As I lay here on the ground

I think of it over and over

There’s nothing left to keep me out

And as I lay here on the ground

(Who am I?)

I think of you over and over

(With these things that you’re thinking)

There’s nothing left to keep me out

(Cut me out)

And as I lay here on the ground

(Who am I?)

I think of you over and over

(With these things that you’re thinking)

There’s nothing left to hear that sound

(Cut me out)

Will I ever see your face again?

I’m in a cage so won’t you lock me up

(Well you, could be, oh I will try)