Testo Bends to Its Shape - Tow'rs

Bends to Its Shape

Photo bleeds past the picture frame
Says it only shows a piece
A slice of the whole
Memories tethered like a kite
Scaffolding around your life
The words that you spoke

With every story you became
The way your mind bends to its shape
But what you see
Is not all there is

Sometimes you were the music played
Other times the grass that swayed
Stuck inside the waves
Hypotheticals in your mind
Deer caught in the headlights
Hypnotized

With every story you became
The way your mind bends to its shape
But what you see
Is not all there is
What you see
Is not all there is
Oh, what you see
Is not all there is
What you see
Is not all there is

Take it easy lead foot
Slow your racing mind
Take it easy lead foot
Truth's before your eyes