Sharp Is the Strain

I shook hands with my thoughts today
We agreed to go our separate ways
Set aside all the differences
Mine were yellow theirs were grey

I don't know where the balance lies
Today i wish that it would open its eyes
Glance around at the indifferences
Yawn and turn upon a sleepy sigh

Sharp is the strain so am I to blame
For changing the subject and forgetting names
Shove them away as I hesitate
Steadily spilling all that still remains

I suspect that there is more debris
Splintered pieces left inside of me
Thinking through what the difference is
Between extracting the sting and remedy

Sharp is the strain so am I to blame
For changing the subject and forgetting names
Shove them away as I hesitate
Steadily spilling all that still remains

Ohh ohh
Ohh ohh

Sharp is the strain so am I to blame
For changing the subject and forgetting names
Shove them away as I hesitate
Steadily spilling all that still remains
And sharp is the strain so am I to blame
For changing the subject and forgetting names
Shove them away as I hesitate
Steadily spilling all that still remains