7.20.2013

UNHINGED

Imaad Wasif 31st Century Man
First Single
No Resistance



Unhinged

I can feel the mooring coming apart
The little ways in which those who grieve lose their vibrant hearts
A Cygnet adrift above a shiver of sharks
In every drop of blood I hear the frenzied playing of harps

I am becoming what I am becoming
The feeling of pushing away

You see I lost a child along the way
It taught me how to smile wildly as I took the pain
And in time I learned to milk the tragedy
In my ears the sound of moths constantly fluttering

I am becoming what I am becoming
The feeling of pushing away
As I'm coming unhinged
Unhinged
Unhinged
Unhinged
Unhinged