Beginning To Fade

(Verse) 
 Mantras are falling through ceiling, good morning 
 Words that are snatched and weighed under, I'm yawning 
 Dollars confusing, they multitude blurring 
 The feeling that something's not right 

 (Chorus x2) 
 You've wallowed all up the things that you found 
 Gun in my lap, melody the ones that condescend 
 And falls away like a dog from yesterday's haze 
 Say aye, got that light up, this what you found 

 (Verse 2) 
 Seems the grail meets as there greets is where 
 Hundreds of stories worth told before open doors 
 Close the doors, corners of pages have folded down 
 Left around, beginning to fade in the sun 

 (Chorus x3)