Settled is the sorry man See I know my desires And I'm running out of time Always running out of time Oh I know it's a part of it The silhouestic fire pit It all burns away Like a cigarette to flames Oh but something sits inside the man It's settled in his diaphragm He's gotta let it out Oh he's gonna let it out No, he's too afraid of it The work it takes will take away from him You can't do it all Blue stuck over the times you could've gotten over Ya coulda gotten over that alot quicker But it happened at a burden pace Almost set still like a painting, waiting But we don't gotta wait Blue stuck over the times you could've gotten over You've been stuck in a fearsome place Set stone like painting waiting for a meaning or a step forth Well take the brush already