Crystal Translucence Oceans of Pain by Elizabeth Sheaffer Lyrics
Trickling down one flaccid cheek
A lone, rogue tear escapes
The pain is nearly unbearable
But to them it's just a crystal droplet on the pillowcase
Dripping down to a hardwood floor
Marring the wood's gleam with its translucence
Your misery so desperately acute
But to them its just a crystal droplet on the ground
Sliding across your smooth skin
It traces its path in the stillness
A silent reminder of all your despair
But to them it's just a crystal droplet on your cheek
Coursing down your cheeks in small rivers
These tears could fill oceans with their stories
Your pain has been nearly unbearable
But to them they're just more crystal droplets filling the sea of Time
Slipping down your arm in a small rivulet
Marking the release of your pain
The razor has always commiserated with you
But to them it's just a ruby droplet staining the carpet
Churning forth in sickly sweet gushes
A crimson flow traces the path of existence
Self-injury has been your only solace over the years
But to them it's just a ruby ocean o'erspilling the sink basin.
A lone, rogue tear escapes
The pain is nearly unbearable
But to them it's just a crystal droplet on the pillowcase
Dripping down to a hardwood floor
Marring the wood's gleam with its translucence
Your misery so desperately acute
But to them its just a crystal droplet on the ground
Sliding across your smooth skin
It traces its path in the stillness
A silent reminder of all your despair
But to them it's just a crystal droplet on your cheek
Coursing down your cheeks in small rivers
These tears could fill oceans with their stories
Your pain has been nearly unbearable
But to them they're just more crystal droplets filling the sea of Time
Slipping down your arm in a small rivulet
Marking the release of your pain
The razor has always commiserated with you
But to them it's just a ruby droplet staining the carpet
Churning forth in sickly sweet gushes
A crimson flow traces the path of existence
Self-injury has been your only solace over the years
But to them it's just a ruby ocean o'erspilling the sink basin.