will.decency
03/18/06, 08:39 AM
It hurts behind my eyes and you can't prepare for...
Talk dropping bombs from skies as the world wakes
The parade of the hopeless, the parade of the helpless
Our lives are caught in a torrent of trapped motion
While they shepard on these visions of chaos
They're perfectly happy, but it's so sad
I heard a story once of a place where peace of mind parades
But we're terrorized and mortified to think...
We've let this happen. We've let it go
Everyday until forever, as though we must believe all that we see
The message is meant to scare us
Our lives are burning down before us
Coarse ashes coat my throat
Underearth condolences over and over
I fell in love with the corpse of ambition
She left me promises
"Good evening" Take stabs at truth with no regard for life
"Good evening" There's no reprieve nor shame for moral toll
True to form, hide from children what is known
Hope from scorn, watch the skies with breath held tight
Talk dropping bombs from skies as the world wakes
The parade of the hopeless, the parade of the helpless
Our lives are caught in a torrent of trapped motion
While they shepard on these visions of chaos
They're perfectly happy, but it's so sad
I heard a story once of a place where peace of mind parades
But we're terrorized and mortified to think...
We've let this happen. We've let it go
Everyday until forever, as though we must believe all that we see
The message is meant to scare us
Our lives are burning down before us
Coarse ashes coat my throat
Underearth condolences over and over
I fell in love with the corpse of ambition
She left me promises
"Good evening" Take stabs at truth with no regard for life
"Good evening" There's no reprieve nor shame for moral toll
True to form, hide from children what is known
Hope from scorn, watch the skies with breath held tight