canopy leaves ¦ beautiful breeze ¦ morning mimosa take pity on me I’ll rest in your shade ¦ unfold a new day ¦ morning mimosa take pity on me
sever the ties ¦ I can feel myself unwind ¦ never mind ¦ what it does to me this time here is a river to eden ¦ here is a path to get back where I began ¦ ease me into erasing what I am
canopy leaves ¦ grant a reprieve ¦ morning mimosa take pity on me here I will stay ¦ unfold the new day ¦ morning mimosa take pity on me
sever the ties ¦ I can feel myself rewind ¦ never mind ¦ what it does to me this time here is my river to eden ¦ here is a path to get back where I began ¦ ease me into erasing what I am
Flute solo: Steve
wipe a slate clean ¦ clear out the memory ¦ morning mimosa take pity on me enter my veins ¦ nothing remains ¦ morning mimosa take pity on me
sever the ties ¦ I can feel my self unwind ¦ never mind ¦ what it does to me this time
double trigger darkness suddenly snapping understanding deep is eating me little brittle touch-me-not so mistaken taken out and dissolved away.. …out seems a dream, so surreal out of time
gripping tighter fighting helplessly over-bearing sense of new uncertainty river running red I’m feeling my eden speeding spiraling a way out seems a dream, so surreal out of time
slipping, tripping, spiral out of control I’m falling farther down the rabbit hole to the bottom, blackness total decay I’m feeling conscience slip a way out seems a dream, so surreal out of time
Violin solo: Steve
a way out seems a dream, so surreal - out of time
chemical breeze ¦ everything is not what it appeared to be, as discovery takes its toll on me here I decay ¦ rusting remains ¦ mimosa take pity on me
I severed the ties ¦ and I felt my senses die ¦ only to find ¦ what it’s done to me this time drowned in the river to eden ¦ losing the path I get back a broken man ¦ ease me into erasing what I am