1. |
Not With a Bang
03:15
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Striking while the iron’s hot
A match burns so much brighter
In darkened halls
Our shadow calls
“We’ve nothing but each other”
We left the world
To watch it burn
Cause smoke is always fire
And we all know
As knowing knows
Reality’s a liar
Whose eyes can lie?
Whose eyes can lie?
The deepening wounds
Of love misled
Fight back against the other
Whose best designs
No longer find
A kind or caring brother
Who told you we
Were all so wrong?
Who led you to this water?
Whose horses drove
Through yellow wood
And claimed for you desire?
Whose eyes can lie?
Whose eyes can lie?
And I know I’m leaving me for another one
For another son
And I know you’re leaving me too.
Whose eyes can lie?
Whose eyes can lie?
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2. |
But With a Whimper
04:30
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Dawning
A tired world’s review
Reality’s deceit
Everything’s a taker
The shadows whisper
What lies here awake
Our stories, our friends
So we say again
We’re only leaving lives
Everything is falling
Everything’s okay
Everything is breaking
Everything’s okay
Everything is speaking
Everything’s okay
Everything is living
Everything’s okay.
If I speak your name
Will you tell me again
Of the truth buried
In unmarked graves
Lies
Creating more lives
The shadow replies
We’re only living lies
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3. |
Believable Lies
03:37
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Now your lips are for a sign
The ends of which you must define
Every corner every line
Says your mine
Says goodbye
I've opened my mouth
And said terrible things
A believable lie
A perpetual dream
Our broken system
Has led us astray
Crushing the truth
But now your…
Lips are for a sign
The ends of which you must define
Every corner, every line
Every drop of blood divine
With your lips pressed up to mine
I feel your heart beat out of time
Every nervous glance behind
Says your always on my mind
(Says goodbye)
Tweezers moving mountains
An insufficient tool
Creating realities
That don't allow the truth
To redeem our words
To mend our broken thoughts
To speak of the end
But now your lips are for a sign..
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4. |
Near The Cross
02:18
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5. |
Disguises
03:42
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I know what it is to hide
Behind my eyes and alibis
Filter my heart
And make me digestible
I can’t speak what I feel
Because I know better
My gift has been robbed of me
My pen a blunted chisel
Carving lines in the air
To disappear ‘cause life is fair
And my disguise is no better
than anyone else’s
Well this is how I fell
Alone and misunderstood
A quiet drifting of ideals
A pitiful parade
I can’t speak what I feel
Because I know better
My gift has been robbed of me
My pen a blunted chisel
Carving lines in the air
To disappear ‘cause life is fair
And my disguise is no better
than anyone else’s
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6. |
Strange Bones
04:09
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I don’t see where we’re going
Not from here
Not from here
And I don’t understand
How You fit
Into these strange bones
Well we are strange
We’re not like You
Not like You
We have our own You
That fits our skin
Our point of view
Cause what we see
Is what You are
Somewhere we lost the path
Somewhere we lost our selves
Lost in ourselves
(Chorus)
But grace reaches here
Through stained glass tears
And strange gods
We’ve made ourselves
A perfect world
Of petty souls
Can broken hearts
Find our way home
If I could see You
I know You would be
Beautiful
Each day I wonder more
How You love
Our strange bones
Somewhere I lost the path
Somewhere I lost myself
Lost in myself
(Chorus)
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7. |
Confessions
05:08
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Well maybe we’ve all gone too far
Our words are Yours
Our mouths are filled with empty talk
We say too much
Our careless hearts have wandered off
Into ourselves
Our eyes are burning
From our own light
Well God we’re looking for you now
But you’re not home
You’re not where You’re supposed to be
You’ve moved your throne
We’ve made you here a house of gold
All on our own
It’s rooms are empty, safe and sound
Oh, won’t you come
Oh, Come thou fount
Come thou King
Oh, come thou precious
Prince of Peace
Hear our cry
To you we sing
Oh, come thou fount
Of our blessing
Well God I know I’ve gone too far
My heart’s my own
I’m so ashamed of who I’ve become
I’m so much worse than what I’ve done
I need you here not on my terms
But on Yours
Oh, won’t you come now, won’t you come
Won’t you come?
Oh, Come thou fount
Come thou King
Oh, come thou precious
Prince of Peace
Hear our cry
To you we sing
Oh, come thou fount
Of our blessing
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