Lyrics to Stone Mountain

The constellate
From the holes in the ceiling
And my blurred vision
Stretched out like a spring
Am I incidence?
Am I nothing?

Through the
Sea of faces we made
A faulty memory
That I live

A face of granite
Northern
The view felt violent by itself
I feel so violent now

An army knife
A back pocket
I'm falling asleep

Carefully
Placing

I fell in

You are the granite
I was northern views
I was violent by myself
I feel so violent now

Breathe in
Don't breathe me out