《Canon》歌词

[00:00:20] Mass of rain scaling skyscrapers

[00:00:36] Point only to failed ambitions

[00:00:40] Alone in the city of millions he walks on the left

[00:00:58] Against the open floor of human traffic

[00:01:09] Hourly inflicting and literally pulling

[00:01:30] Wanting to connect to the source

[00:01:46] He's too afraid to ask so he walks alone

[00:02:58] He's the monolith

[00:03:05] Like limbs of a dismembered poet rippling vains of lengthy full scars

[00:03:28] Yet just above the internal wounds that never seem too mit completely

[00:03:38] A world of great matter house a city he calls his own

[00:04:10] Standing on a ledge he surveys the land between his feet and the horizon

[00:04:19] Seeking projectile eyes burnt in a flame retile dress of the mob

[00:04:33] The lithium change seems to sting his tongue

[00:04:37] He's the monolith

[00:04:45] He's the monolith

[00:04:53] They will break they will burn far

[00:05:02] It feels so missed

[00:05:09] X6

[00:05:09] It feels so missed

[00:05:13] X4