Stain

Hes only moving forward Every moment framed like novelty He scrubs but the memories remain Cant wash away the lingering pain If he's the shepherd will we rally? Well you would choose to sleep immortal, wash the future from your brain Watch you slink down moonlit alleys Every atom of his body tears through choices he refrains But hes only moving forward Every moment framed like novelty He scrubs but the memories remain A feeling that nobody could feign Pass the bottle of aletheia The shackles of the past still enough strength to restrain Try to scatter all the pieces Indulging in a pretense, so tomorrow is retained Cause hes only moving forward Every moment he tries so hard to frame like abstract novelty Scrubs hard but the memories remain Wants to wash away himself, from the future he's a stain