What We Hold Dear

from Walking Into the Wind by Dead on Both Shoulders

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lyrics

Exploding into the very thing I have dreaded
To the point where I can no longer maintain control

The ever-changing rhythm of what we hold dear
Beats around our minds 'til we're bleeding in the brain
Sure, self-sacrifice is a given in this case
But how many bouts until we call game?

Discretion is escaping me now
I'm flat on my face and I cannot see the water
I've slowly been climbing down, but now I've lost my grip
And I plunge

Self-sacrifice is a given in this case
But how many more bouts can I take?

Exploding into the very thing I have dreaded
To the point where I can no longer maintain control
Do I have what it takes to keep up with what surrounds me?
Stoical, I must be, to ensure that we don't lose it

All these days I've spent unknowing
That the past is bound to repeat itself
All these hours I've spent cogitating
If this keeps up, this stoical face will fail

You have died
Hours pass, you're alive, and I can't believe my eyes
Discretion escapes me now, my vision is blurred beyond reason
I can't do this any longer and now I am
Exploding into the very thing we have dreaded

A masterpiece
A caucophony
A masterpiece
Swallowing the dissonance that this will bear