left a scar on you Like all the burning hoops of fire That you and I passed through You're a bluebird on a telegraph line I hope you're happy now
Water broken voice, saturates a microphone into a reciever with no tongue offering, little to what it knows Then a silence so heavy, broken hearts fall
Ink stained fingers promise everything and nothing And therein lies the story Its no easy sentiment, a conscious effort To save the last... I love you
trucks like animals With no food for a hundred miles or more So take them back to familiar shores There's no shame in wanting what others call a home
all feel powerless. Under crests of stars, water breaks a broken heart. Under crests of stars, water breaks a broken heart. Under crests of stars, water breaks a
Awake, I am awake, and I'm still alive out here, awake, I am awake and I'm still alive out here, blinded, by this light, it is all that surrounds me.
[Originally by The Ruts] Babylon is burning You're burning the street You're burning your houses With anxiety With anxiety Babylon is burning
burns and leaves the rope tied The stars will be your nightlights tonight And I will be your lullaby Another finger lost What use do you have for those
Why do we need this Who was it that said great things come to great men Well that fucker lied to us There's nothing here but a wasteland And I can still
watch the room Sitting pretty in full bloom Your stain on my fingers like a headache that the pills won't kill Your stain on my fingers like a headache
Shouldering the blame Walking into frame Like a lighted silhouette Against a cotton sheet Smothering the crease Tin can in hand Waiting for god to come
kills me I will never end up like them Tell me who will be left to save us When we can't even save ourselves [x2] A shell of a man Bled of every sentiment
innocent lie Just another cog in this infernal machine Another fifty years for someone to see You've gotta believe it It's gotta be seen to believed A
the emotion? Tuned to the sound of sincerity Without connection The lesson doesn't come for free Senseless distractions Your spoken words are just a
picture That I could paint for you I bet you any money That the numbers wouldn't stick For all I know I'll take some credit for myself if I can And
the bullet That killed the air tonight Without a thought, without a reason Take a gun called hate up against your heart And pull the trigger Take a
Closing folding like a star Bring you back to see the lights Bluest water falling down on your skin On your skin Keep you eyes locked away In some lonely
