Matt Chylak
10/26/09, 09:40 PM
slow song.
Artie Dimmesdale
Won't you take a second look around
From that time you're spending on your knees?
Choke a whisper through the outer aisle
Fur-worn stoles as dead as leaves.
"Taste and see" they sing. Well, I can't see.
Have you learned where and what you are?
Have you learned what you're gonna be?
Breaking bread like a mystic's chains
You're bound tight to eternity,
Letting go of reality.
And now I've got time on my mind.
You open the windows, I'm closing the blinds.
And I've got nothing to hide
But still I'm here shaking and breaking inside.
Well, I might not be better than any of you.
I don't have a purpose and I substitute a flock
Swept in the night for one huddled 'round the fire,
Crowding the cavern walls as the flames reach higher.
And I don't know what to choose.
At least you've got company, while I've just got nothing lose.
And now I've got time on my mind.
You open the windows, I'm closing the blinds.
And I've got nothing to hide
But still I'm here shaking and breaking inside.
And I've got time on my mind.
You open the windows, I'm closing the blinds.
And I thought I had nothing to hide
So why am I shaking and breaking inside?
Artie Dimmesdale
Won't you take a second look around
From that time you're spending on your knees?
Choke a whisper through the outer aisle
Fur-worn stoles as dead as leaves.
"Taste and see" they sing. Well, I can't see.
Have you learned where and what you are?
Have you learned what you're gonna be?
Breaking bread like a mystic's chains
You're bound tight to eternity,
Letting go of reality.
And now I've got time on my mind.
You open the windows, I'm closing the blinds.
And I've got nothing to hide
But still I'm here shaking and breaking inside.
Well, I might not be better than any of you.
I don't have a purpose and I substitute a flock
Swept in the night for one huddled 'round the fire,
Crowding the cavern walls as the flames reach higher.
And I don't know what to choose.
At least you've got company, while I've just got nothing lose.
And now I've got time on my mind.
You open the windows, I'm closing the blinds.
And I've got nothing to hide
But still I'm here shaking and breaking inside.
And I've got time on my mind.
You open the windows, I'm closing the blinds.
And I thought I had nothing to hide
So why am I shaking and breaking inside?