Low Down Kind of Curse

It’s tough to walk in pieces

I’m falling through the creases all the time

It’d been nice if once or twice

You had let me know just what was on your mind

The orphans in your orchards

And my choir full of cowards in the shade

So why don’t you all just get together

And pick apart the choices I have made

And tell me where,

Where did I go wrong

This time

Still I wind up in a bottle

When the simplest task is drawn across the sand

And You tried hard not to notice

When I folded like a lotus in your hand

I tried to say I want you

But they gave me this mantra to say:

It’s a lowdown kind of curse

Being good when you’re trying to be great

Tell me where,

Where did I go wrong

This time

I felt it as the time passed

As the warden painted pictures of his dreams

He said I’ve seen it all for miles

And in the miles I saw just how it seems

It seems like everything and everyone

Are strung together, brothers in arms

Bet they fall into the caverns and the craters

That I accidentally carve

But it’s late and I am rambling

And I swear that this’ll be the final time

I gave you all I had to give

Now give me just this little piece of mind

And tell me where,

Oh, where did I go wrong

This time