Testo Pocket Knife

long ago the tracks were deadened by last words
tender was the age
you led the broken journey
robotic haze reversing days
never mending seized and descending
a life half grown
disfigured man
lost in duality uncertain of any chance

collapse fall out crash downtown your searchlight i'm your pocketknife

tempting truth you'll find your right where he left you
tender was the age
the hours of drawn out darkness
embedded shame embracing blame
run the distance breathless existence
keep marching back
to the missing child
caught in his last words
won't let it die

collapse fall out crash come down your searchlight i' m your pocket knife
past is shapeless falsely appearing real
rise from yesterdays goodbyes

i'm your searchlight i'm your pocketknife