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
Chalk up my name
Right under your skin
To a dry and clackin' stalk

Nothing comes
Nothing comes to mind