THE BLUR

Verse 1

Pale haze hanging thick in the hollow

Lost track of the tree line and the trail

Iron boots find a path I must follow

Thinner than a moth wing and just as frail

The water reflects a stranger in the gray

Mist makes a mirror out of every muddy creek

Pre-Chorus

Vapor breathes against my skin

Checking for a way back in

Wet bark and the bitter bite

I can see myself tonight

Chorus

Shadows grow teeth in the white wash

Everything hides where the air goes still

Crushing the fear under my own weight

Searching for the person I meant to be

Finally found in the center of the blur

Ready to give you what I used to lack

Prepared to love with the fog on my back

Verse 2

Wolves made of smoke watch the hollows

I do not turn my head or break my pace

Stony silence is the only sound that follows

Mapping every line across a different face

My hands stopped shaking when the light went dim

Peace grows best where the weeds are high

Pre-Chorus

Vapor breathes against my skin

Checking for a way back in

Wet bark and the bitter bite

I can see myself tonight

Chorus

Shadows grow teeth in the white wash

Everything hides where the air goes still

Crushing the fear under my own weight

Searching for the person I meant to be

Finally found in the center of the blur

Ready to give you what I used to lack

Prepared to love with the fog on my back

Bridge

Cut the rope

Clear the glass

Wait for the monster to finally pass

I see the shape

I know the name

I am no longer the one to blame

Chorus

Shadows grow teeth in the white wash

Everything hides where the air goes still

Crushing the fear under my own weight

Searching for the person I meant to be

Finally found in the center of the blur

Ready to give you what I used to lack

Prepared to love with the fog on my back