Layperson from Knock Knock by (Eli)zabeth Owens

When you try to reach the end, you always go
Backwards
If you try to stop the pain, you get to know
It’s not gonna hurt any less
Than it did
Just a minute ago

When you try to bridge the gap, a haunting grows…
Slowly
All these other versions of you stop and go

When you try to force a move, your progress slows
Striving for some other plane is all we know,
And there’s no shame in that

Just lay low, layperson
Lay low
Sing slow, you householder
Lay low

Surround yourself with all the things you think you need
To be you and see things the way you do
After all, who are you without them?

Say you want to be organic, let it happen!
“Happiness is right here!”
Then that heaviness starts to bear down…

Lay low, layperson
Lay low
Sing slow, you householder
Lay low

So you let the devil drag you down
Sometimes you’ve just gotta wait it out, somehow
There’s no end, no way back up now, I’ve fucked up now, can’t return
(I should have seen this coming)
It’s darker than it was before….I should’ve done more
Where’s the door?

Lay low, layperson
Lay low
Sing slow, you householder
Lay low

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