Doors from Bodies EP by No Pretty Pictures

Wearing thin,
Won't you let it begin?
If not now, will it ever be the right time?
Closing in,
Will it ever begin?
I try, you know that I try

Caged in skin;
My only caveat,
I carry with me, always
Only human,
Confined inside this
Rising feeling in my chest

"Come to me, lay beside."
She beckoned to me,
And I replied,
"Oh, my love, my wrists are tied;
These things take time."

Oh, breath by breath
I'll make my way
On stepping stones
Formed by each day I wait
These lonesome nights
Accompanied by the waves
Of thoughts, so clear
Tending to days, unfilled;
They're, oh, so vacant and far
From your touch, my dear
I'm gaining ground,
But approached by such fear

Dare I open this door,
Or should I leave it untold?
Dare I open this door?
Should I enter at all?

• Experimental
• Indie
• Math Rock
• Post-Rock
• Progressive Rock
• post-hardcore
• Charleston