Unrequited (live) / Tunnel of Trees – DEAFHEAVEN

From Deafheaven’s debut album Roads to Judah (2011).

Bowing to a monolith of grief
Obsessing over discord
Daydreaming of nights
That led my staggering steps to nowhere

Bathing in the Summer night’s cold
And in the black of night
I feel so old

I feel so worn, quartered, and torn

Hung from the post
Where my brothers once sung
Cut from the tie
Where my sanity binds

Hung from the post
Where my brothers once sung
Cut from the tie
Where my sanity binds

Stuck in Winter’s Hell
With just you in mind
Waiting in the cold
Where we hide behind

I can’t move on
Because I can’t shed the weight of myself
I can’t move on
Because I can’t shed the weight of myself
There is no such thing as
The past, present, or future
There just is
And it never goes away

I thought about you
For the rest of the day
Catching my head
Turning to find you again

I hated myself for it
I hated myself
I hated myself for it
I hated myself
I hated myself for it
I hated myself
I hated myself
I hated myself

Barren, first, the golden nest
The budding breast
Bloated with mystical,
imaginary potential
that pause in glory
with thoughts of ghost, fled.
The ebbing, unknown wound.

The disfigured prison
of resonant debauchery;
seeping through cracks
corroded with mold.

Blissfully ignorant insanity.
Misled prayers for sunshine
in the hopeless,
godless cathedral of rapid time.
Like a tsunami of death,
a roaring river of blood,
drowning the life out of all that was good.

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