Exoskeleton
you're a withering willow that's been caught up in a storm
a river of negative thoughts and ugly forms
leave no stone unturned and no dress untorn
make him wish that he had never been born
you're a dark tree branch that's been dead on the ground
the weight of the snow dragging you down to where you were later found
citizens walk by but they won't do a thing
fall to your final sleep as their god damned cell phones ring
you're a fast-talking, card-swapping traveling man
out riding the rails doing the best that you can
look up and down and everything seems alright
things have changed, no use to put up any fight
you're a withering willow who's been caught up in a storm
a river of negative thoughts and ugly forms
leave no stone unturned and no dress untorn
make him wish that he had never been born
Exoesqueleto
Eres un sauce marchito atrapado en una tormenta
un río de pensamientos negativos y formas feas
no dejes piedra sin remover ni vestido sin rasgar
haz que desee nunca haber nacido
Eres una rama oscura de árbol que ha muerto en el suelo
el peso de la nieve arrastrándote hacia donde luego te encontraron
ciudadanos pasan pero no hacen nada
caes en tu sueño final mientras sus malditos celulares suenan
Eres un hombre viajero que habla rápido y cambia cartas
cabalgando en los rieles haciendo lo mejor que puedes
miras arriba y abajo y todo parece estar bien
todo ha cambiado, no sirve de nada luchar
Eres un sauce marchito que ha sido atrapado en una tormenta
un río de pensamientos negativos y formas feas
no dejes piedra sin remover ni vestido sin rasgar
haz que desee nunca haber nacido