In the bigger picture, I’ve been painted out
Cracks in the earth blacken the sea
No canvas is reserved for me
Look up close and try to see
In every stroke, lies past alone
Too close to home, cutting too close to bone
The ink has dried and words reveal
Too close to home, cutting too close to the bone
It’s too easy to admit defeat
Time flys, flys, flys as you lay your bones to rest
Flys, flys as your past decays inside your chest
You aren’t a child fighting in a war
Son, please don’t tell me that this is bored
Tear your things out from the earth
Long departed, we’re so short-sighted
Too close to home, cutting too close to bone
The ink has dried and words reveal
Too close to home, cutting too close to the bone
It’s too easy to admit defeat
My tongue has sung around the world
But it’s heard in all the power of words
It cannot be, it cannot count
So now it’s a sadistic power in me
My tongue has sung around the world
But it’s heard in all the power of words
So hell turned and birthed all means
We’re all the earth’s disease
Too close to home, cutting too close to bone
The ink has dried and words reveal
Too close to home, cutting too close to the bone
It’s too easy to admit defeat