The Catalyst

[unspok3nfeeling]

I’m a catalyst for relationships
but none of them are mine
I let em know what they find comfort in
And what they can’t define.

There’s a place where all the people meet
I’m never far behind
But too little flows from sacred lips
For the path to wide my eyes

I know that I’m a garden
blossoming with time
Reminding all the faint of heart
Just what they left behind

Watch me speak but feed the silence
Watch me light the way with darkness
I’m never far behind
I’m never far behind
There’s a child who’s growing older
There’s a man who knows no corners
He’s never far behind
He’s never far behind

She speaks in all the voices
That never feed her lines
Growing old will leave you empty
And leave you far behind

Where was the sacred garden
Whose lips they thought would blossom
With trees as tall as mountains
And the gods would cater on

Where was the sheet of cotton
Weaved from the souls forgotten
Who loved and lost for nothin
And thought they’d carry on

Watch me speak but feed the silence
Watch me light the way with darkness
I’m never far behind
I’m never far behind
There’s a child who’s growing older
There’s a man who knows no corners
He’s never far behind
He’s never far behind

Where was the sacred garden
Whose lips they thought would blossom
With trees as tall as mountains
And the gods would cater on

Where was the sheet of cotton
Weaved from the souls forgotten
Who loved and lost for nothin
And thought they’d carry on

Watch me speak but feed the silence
Watch me light the way with darkness
I’m never far behind
I’m never far behind
There’s a child who’s growing older
There’s a man who knows no corners
He’s never far behind
He’s never far
I’m never far behind.