Descend (The Way)

Travel notes stay fit right
Leather creased by steps
And time to swallow air like wine
But still there's a hole
Climbing midway up the map
Under pavement, threshold slacks
Stairs remind me here
That still there's a hole

Turn it over, pour out the cup
You see the bottom, you've got enough
The same, the same, it's the way

Like copper in a coffee tin
Word for stone, it promises
Water plus vitamins
And still there's a hole
Attic clear of webs and vines
Feel ambition yet redefine
Cliché, but never mind
Still there's a hole

Turn it over, pour out the cup
You see the bottom, you've got enough
The same, the same, the same, the same, it's the way

Turn it over, pour out the cup
You see the bottom, you've got enough
The same, the same, the same, the same
The same, the same, the same, the same, the same, the same