Have
people's minds become so thin that thinking causes pain
Subdued by every common thing consoling them insane
Transparency has found a way to take its toll on me
But I am here to welcome that which causes him to see
That I have woven far too much with strings that do not hold
And what I've caught inside of them is meant for letting go
The spider said he'd take me in and fed me my own mind
A web of lengthy subtleties diluted in my spine
I crawled upon them long enough to change the shape of days
Pretending to facilitate the others in their ways
But somewhere in this head of mine I tucked away your voice
The only sound that anymore can bring me to rejoice
The note, a key, in which I place the contents that remain
A map upon the lines I crossed but won't and can't
sustain