Текст песни Undulations - Heartless

Exhausted, but still restless
Can't collect my thoughts
Clutching an empty pen, trace a hollow meaning
In a notebook I'll misplace mapped out disgrace
Lost then found, the stranger runs his hand down what seems familiar
Page by page silently
Searching for a bond to the ink as it fades
Nothing
Just adolescent, immature shit
The stranger, so shallow
The sheep in disguise
He and I for decades have shared the same eyes and the shame
The cycles, the circles set in stone
Self-decent
In defeat he'll die convinced he's immune to the words from back then
Circle repeats
Soon enough he'll write them again