Lyrics Tied to the Sunset - Artifex Pereo

Tied to the Sunset

Yet again
Approaches that time of year
When the quiet meets the
Quiet meets the cold
They’ll shake hands and sit down
And sip on dejection reaped from the seeds
Sown by people like me
Sown by people like me
I follow, too closely, my own lead
They’ll see to it that rivers freeze
Just like our daily routines
Now, forced from living to surviving
We’ve never been so awake
Filled with smoke from the
Stacks of a city buried in haste
Concerned with ice sheeting the ways
To where we need to be
I’ll curse them up and down
Pacing in refuge
I built in the bosom of the warmth
But even she, too, shook her head
With the rhythm of
With the rhythm of my doom
Though I never see her go
I know just when she leaves
I’m kicking through her trail
Grinding bitter teeth
Chewing over how and why
Such slain brown stems from yellow;
From green
Though I never see her go
I know just when she leaves
Any hint of assurance
These stale days could bring
Passes by a hopeless, languid head
Too stubborn to lift and see
Ooh, Ooh
To see people like me
Who follow too closely their own lead
As she returns, again
This thought leaks from my thawing head
That her time away was rather brisk
More so than the previous.
And now
She’s found homes in climates she’s never been
The icicles that nailed my coffin of a bed
Melted long before I noticed I was free
To watch the plants bud from the dead
Oh, the parts of life we miss
When we’re self-condemned