The picture you would have sent to me are online A public facing bread crumb for me to find It's an scene from a story that I'd never tell "We've been putting each other through hell" Climb into the belly of the bar, entranced Fear I'm no better than a circumstance But I fear what I feel around my very best friends If it's a means to an end, what's it mean? Didn't mean to come off so strong I learned my lesson Digging through the early songs I count my blessings Let each memory pop and explode Don't need to be alone, but You're the censer I never thought I'd need Pull me down from the pulpit to my knees It's an act from a play I claim that I've never seen But I saw it in a dream I forgot about When the morning came There's a little bird in my head That pecks and brutalizes non-believers The culture's kept us cooped and locked away I deface it every day Rattling my cage