Sole Obsession

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You promise not to run away
I promise not to overplay my card
Feign survival
I must stop limiting myself
You and your sensational soul
Slowly reframing our roles
Empty idol, strange disciple

I float across the temple grounds
Three whole years from side to side
To only seek and never find

My sole obsession
Finally I feel it fading
Walk me home and walk away
Sole obsession
Suddenly a different shading
Walk me home and walk away

Too far along to operate
Don’t offer me this measured attention
End the cycle
I must stop limiting myself
You and your sensational soul
Ornamentation and all
Empty idol, strange disciple

My sole obsession
Finally I feel it fading
Walk me home and walk away
Sole obsession
Subtly I see it changing
Walk me home and walk away
Walk me home and walk away