Andrew Schneider - Triptych Lyrics

As moonlight caught each spot of skin left bare by touch and teasing
The cold contortions of her back set coiled tensions creaking
She glanced at faded yellow bulbs, a vigil strewn before them
And wondered, "Is my presence here required for a quorum?"

I live in panels of an unfinished triptych
Waiting for meaning to the partial and cryptic

The sun would be unbearable without a lingering taste of mint
In crystal jars of contraband she brandished with a glint
So eagerly he sweltered as the heat poured down in torrents
Again he sipped, caressed her arm, and swore that he enjoyed it

I live in panels of an unfinished triptych
Desperate for meaning to the partial and cryptic

The final canvas has been primed
This panel will be filled in time
Preceding scenes can't yet reveal their purpose
Each stain, each searing stroke of red
Just tints a line of woven thread
There's time until paint sets motif from flourish

There's time until paint sets