Michael Witt

Ladies and liars
The king has arrived
So put your sin in the gallery
And cover your eyes

You fall to the concrete
Death on the page
I am a canyon, crippled by change

Oh, what a beautiful scene
Please, don’t make me say it
Oh, what a beautiful scene
But I can’t be

Believe what you want to
Forget what you’ve learned
S*** on the messenger
'Cause you don’t like what you’ve heard

Oh, what a beautiful scene
Please, don’t make me say it
Oh, what a beautiful scene
But I can’t be

But I can’t be

Oh, what a beautiful scene
Please

Oh, what a beautiful scene
Please
Oh, what a beautiful scene
But I can’t be

Oh lover lead me to the feeling, the shaking in my chest
Quantify the silence you command with all the ways you dance
You were such a simple friend, an example of the promise

You always call me without warning
Bringing poison in your mind
Said you never wanted more than what I am
But you'll be gone
In the morning you'll be gone

I think I'm dying on the vine
There's no divine intervention, I'll never cross your mind again
All I wanted was a man to hold me up when I was broken

You always call me without warning
Bringing poison in your mind
Said you never wanted more than what I am
But you'll be gone
In the morning you'll be gone

You always call me without warning
Bringing poison in your mind
Said you never wanted more than what I am
But you'll be gone
In the morning you'll be gone

I’ve spent time with all my demons
They’re telling me they’ve had enough now
Their voices weaken, there’s something in the air around them

I have waited, oh how I have waited on this day
The day the late rose blooms

There’s a time to laugh and to cry
A time for being born, and to die
Today, the late rose blooms

After walking through the shadows
For many days and many nights
I’ve dropped the bottle, the love I’ve lost is mine to find

I have waited, oh how I have waited on this day
The day the late rose blooms

There’s a time to laugh and to cry
A time for being born, and to die
Today, the late rose blooms

There’s a time to laugh and to cry
A time for being born, and to die
There’s a time to laugh and to cry
A time for being born, and to die
Today, the late rose blooms

How strong is the hammer in my hand
How long can you force me to dance
There's a crisis in my heart and in my work
And I saw you smile when I fell into the dirt

Oh, hold your fire
I don't belong here
I'm not calling you a liar
But I know you don't know me

I'm too young for a bitterness like this
But I've grown too old, too old to forget
I'm not a killer, but killing never fails
To a hammer, every problem's a goddamn nail

Oh, hold your fire
I don't belong here
I'm not calling you a liar
But I know you don't know me, yeah

I’ve come this far without a cause
There’s a price to be paid
Winter sings a violent song
I feel blood on my face

I’ve been a stranger to the sea
She still lets me near
I send my prayers to the deep
I taste salt in the air

Here I’ll stay
Where the voices of my family call me
From out behind the waves
And I’ll behave like a stranger

I’ve had an ugly fight
I threw smoke like the fog
She says in love, I can abide
Forever seems a bit too long

Here, I’ll stay
Where the voices of my family call me
From out behind the waves
And I’ll behave like a
Here, I’ll stay
Where the voices of my family call me
From out behind the waves
And I’ll behave like a stranger

I can’t move
It’s not growing pains or nightmares
I don’t recognize the blood that’s running through

I don’t sleep
While my history’s on fire
Another child is being born across the street

There’s no rest
I see eyes in every corner
I know they’ve come to point their fingers in my chest

I see smoke again, it’s slowly floating up
And I know if I look down, I’ll see the gun
That rests in my hand, rests in my hand

I’ve got no more
I pulled my roots up as a brother
And now I’m wilting 'cause I’m just so f***ing bored

I see smoke again, it’s slowly floating up
And I know if I look down, I’ll see the gun
That rests in my hand, rests in my hand

I left my thesis in a burning envelope
'Cause for some reason, I can’t read it anymore
And for a moment I had thought, that maybe I found God

I burned through the words in red
The smoke filled my aching head
And he’s gone, he’s gone

There’s an unfamiliar darkness in my eyes
And the prettiest months mean the heaviest times
And when I’m by myself at night, does he hear me when I cry?

I burned through the words in red
The smoke filled my aching head
And he’s gone, he’s gone

I’ll search for my home, by lantern I wander
This desert I roam, by lantern I wander
Alone

I want to start the day with bread and wine
But the message tastes like blood and brine

I choked on the words in red
The water rose above my head

I’ll search for my home, by lantern I wander
This desert I roam, by lantern I wander
Alone