i changed my mind   and looked no better   hard of hart blind blind to his higher art   my frustration   my anger in disguise i slip under   i slip under quiet   he spots me anyhow   chalk up my name   you burn my bridges for me   to a dry and clackin stalk   i swallow stone   they do not recognize inside with them   the locust has no king   just noise and hard language   they talk me over but i fade slower   on fever   blessed persistence right under my skin   blessed persistence   blessed persistence right under my skin   you burn my bridges for me   to a dry and clackin stalk   blessed persistence   nothing comes to mind   nothing comes to mind   nothing comes to mind   nothing comes to mind   hey chalk up my name   right under your skin   to a dry and clackin stalk   nothing comes   nothing comes to mind   nothing comes   nothing comes to mind   nothing comes to mind