Preoccupations
Death
[Verse 1]
Anchored to the bottom, you can see the current
Situation bending in and out of focus
Floating to the surface, you can see much higher
Quality arrangements of the constellations

[Chorus 1]
Stranded and broken, another day
Where everything’s turning inside out
We went too far the other way
We’ll never get home

[Verse 2]
Sail into the shoreline, occupy the picture
Perfect combinations in the grains of sand

[Chorus 1]
Stranded and broken, another day
Where everything’s turning inside out
We went too far the other way
We’ll never get home

[Chorus 2]
Holograms cutting through the lines
March in 4/4 time, hollow shells
Stuttering, convalescent hands
Obvious in what they desire
What does deep midnight’s voice contend
Deeper than day can comprehend?
Accelerated fall, an orbital sprawl
Expanded and swollen
[Bridge]
A catalogue of the passages never seen
Apprehending the instances there have been
Weighing out the occurrences guaranteed
Overlooking the idiosyncrasy

[Chorus 2]
Holograms cutting through the lines
March in 4/4 time, hollow shells
Stuttering, convalescent hands
Obvious in what they desire
What does deep midnight’s voice contend
Deeper than day can comprehend?
Accelerated fall, an orbital sprawl
Expanded and swollen