Testo Keep Clean

We're all holding onto banisters
Cause it's a long way, it's a long way down

And the enemy of common sense
Is a loose grip and a steep stairwell
So toss me to and fro till I condemn
The very sense of being still
And we'll litter all the way
Shed all our trappings for the rest to wade through
No matter how narrow is our path

And we could never name our burdens
But still, they pained us all the same

I never knew my context
But that's just fine
Yeah, I'm stuck outside of my shaking mind
I never felt an inside so ill-defined
Never compromise if you've still got time

So we're all ordaining ministers
Cause we can't keep, no we can't keep clean We've been deferring to a hypocrite
With a kind voice and a loud idea
He divided up the races with a pencil
And the book of Genesis
And sorted us into companies and colonies
All pitted up against each other
No matter how, no matter how common is our cause

I never knew my context
But that's just fine
Yeah, I'm stuck outside of my shaking mind
I never felt an inside so ill-defined
Never compromise if you've still got time

I was a visionary
Till I sold my vision

You were a missionary
Who misplaced your mission

I collected up my feelings and my crowns
And went to sleep without a sound
To distribute all my thoughts
Among inanimate depictions of myself
Myself