I don't know where to start This consistent battle against Unnerving tension I feel it every day within these walls No matter how hard I try No matter how hard I try I seem incapable Of extracting whatever it is That is causing the pain that it spreads I seem incapable Of extracting whatever it is That is causing the pain that it spreads A chill that bores a hole right through My own sense of self Unnatural chill to this air Temperament of unease Rustling with the wind, my slight squint Punctuated by deepening crow's feet Unnatural chill to this air Temperament of unease Rustling with the wind, my slight squint Punctuated by deepening crow's feet What have we left? What have we left? What have we left? What have we left I seem incapable Of extracting whatever it is That is causing the pain that it spreads I seem incapable Of extracting whatever it is That is causing the pain that it spreads