making progress (a piece of it) (Lyric) by Limness
since you've left
i think much too often
i feel the real
beginning to soften
invisible since
my light has gone
but things have changed
it followed you down
they're all rearranged
it followed you down
unbrushed unshaved
unbathed unmade
you were the one
you were the one
my time is neat
my room is long
i'm on my feet
and you were wrong