Grayson Erhard - Tapestry

Explain why I believe
These walls are made of glass and cast
With the colors that we’ve claimed
The ideas that we’ve stained

Does time blind you and I
Or do we just ignore the signs

Natural rhythm
A climax that never climbs
A constant euphoria that never intensifies

There is still hope without conformity
A blooming flower on a dying tree

Another color in the tapestry
Another shade in this catastrophe
Regrettably, I watch as some hear in a deaf way
Such a shame, intelligence thrown away

What is truly entertaining
Because we seem to be refraining
We like to ignore complexity
Left to bleed in a shark tank of mediocrity

But there is still hope without conformity
A blooming flower on a dying tree

Another color in the tapestry
Another shade in this catastrophe
Regrettably, I watch as some hear in a deaf way
Such a shame, intelligence thrown away

Oh, such a shame, intelligence thrown away