Tilly and the Wall Follow

this boy i know, he has a heart of glass

it is gold inside but it has crystalized

it is beautiful but in it's tragedy

it is hard to hold without shattering

he calls himself at night, in soft overchords

keeps coming back to it his voice in echo chords

till the sound's so thick it turns the sky to smoke

and the greyest days the predictions told

but this boy I know, he is pure of soul

just get's lost sometimes in his chemicals

under a coat of night, it's oh-so-comforting

and that first breaking light becomes his enemy

he calls so late tonight, it is 4 a.m.

he is drunk, he can't find his apartment

I don't like how it feels when i think of him

all hooded in black, lost and stumbling

the days start to fade out of the frame

like their blurring into to someone else's name

you try your hardest to do what it takes

but you're prepared everyday

to make the same mistakes

step out of that life

it's nowhere near your time

just remember you called it all bullshit

well, it is and if you stop giving into it

you can walk away the freest man

this boy i know lives in a bell jar

it is balancing up on it's pedestal

he tries not to upset the weight of conscience

afraid it's so far to fall if no one catches him

but I've been there too, and I swear to god

if I can help you, please, you've got to tell me how

I know you've been away, and it can break you down

and I don't want you gone

all the cracks you see can be repaired

and if you start to fall, we will be there

don't drown yourself in all your old regrets

because that heavyness will steal away your breath

step out of that life

it's nowhere near your time

and don't forget that you called it all bullshit

well it still is and if you stop giving into it

you will walk away the freest man

shake your head

loosen that grip

raise up your fist

you are the freest man

open your mouth

scream it out loud

forget all your doubts

you are the freest man