are you not unaware of the signs your silence bears out loudly so all these notes and lucky dares that fill my spaces lose my cares for speaking how do i get lost inside the center of a thought when everybody's got a plot for me how can i explain in structure words could not contain there's no more talking in the frame for me there's no architecture for how i feel there's no ... that can pick up holding onto empty guns they are haunting there's no ... that can pick up the picture of a heart that's free of this cruelty ... there's no architecture for how i feel