Seamripper (And The Blanket Statement)

Last I saw of those eyes
So young inside this hand mirror
Banished my new hope

Learning to see the other side of a child's memory
That's ripping at the seam
With relative ease I might learn to pretend
And bury the shame of raining on your dream
On your dream for me

Action-figure-sized brutality
Beside this hand mirror
Now what you saw I see this time

Learning to feel what the other might have felt
In this child's memory
Ripping at the seam
With relative ease have I learned too late
Your just reward, I disintegrate
From the darker side of me...

High above ground I already lost what I found
One final charade I already don't understand what we have made
I long to find what might hide right in front of me
The light reflects not what I was expecting to see

Trial for your one offense
Life- long the sentence
Denial of your one defense
That you gave up your life trying to make amends

At last I see those eyes again
So young upon this hand mirror
Free from all I know

Learning to see the other side of a child's memory
Ripping at the seam
With relative ease I might've tried another way to realize
A world without the shame and the lies so…

Unstitch me, strike clean and true
Pull the string
From the blanket of everything
Unstitch me
Clean and true
Pull the string
Dis-integrate me from you

Unstitch me
Get it started but
Without me
You can't call it everything