Amoral - Silhouette

With words she paints her silhouette Unfocused shots to forget Her thoughts laid out for all to go unread. Turns on lights for to see inside Not a thing in her world that she wishes to hide now The eyes bring comfort to her life Where are the well-kept secrets, something not to know The picture too precious to show. A man observes, confused he's shaking his head Something he believed in turns out to be dead now Pen to the paper; this is what it said Spyglass turned obsolete when all the world world moved right next door The writing on the wall came true When the now became all that she knew She gave herself away when handling over control and placed a pricetag on her soul Spyglass turned obsolete when all the world world moved right next door The writing on the wall came true When the now became all that she knew