Faith Falling?

Deep below the surface

It's quite unreal now

I entered the room

But I don't have the need now

Need to compete, need to discuss

Need to develop trust and lust and thrust now

And flowers never needed sunshine

And my condition's on the cosine

And if you ever started calling

Would this be faith falling?

Between the blinds

I see your shadows

Warping the truth

To fit your straight and narrow

And I need to consume

And I need to constrict

And I need to develop feelings in my hands and feet

And flowers never needed sunshine

And my condition's on the cosine

And if you ever started calling

Would this be faith falling?

It's not that far to go

To make no sense at all

And flowers never needed sunshine

And my condition's on the cosine

And if you ever started calling

Will this be faith falling?

But is this the evolution of art?

But is this just the 'seams falling apart' again?

And I can't decide what colour the paint should be

And this door is always shifting away from me

And this door is always shifting away from me

And this door is always gone

Gone