Tornado; An Owl Lyrics - An Army Of Shapes Between Wars - Action Action

Take what you've got, take comfort in that 

Everything you know or seen will soon be a non existent dot 

Who'll save the world that claims there is no saving? 

An illusion or delusion of grandeur 

Half of what I say is bliss, the other half is meaningless 

Comfortable lines, waiting for the clock to heal us 

Lost and found but never touched, another beating heart is lost 

Interesting lies, waiting for the clock to heal us 

Alone in our rooms, miserable 

A tornado or an owl, come back and isolate the balance 

Nothing is real, your heart on your sleeve 

Just another lie, transcend the pride, of the chemicals 

Half of what I say is bliss, the other half is meaningless 

Comfortable lines, waiting for the clock to heal us 

Lost and found but never touched, another beating heart is lost 

Interesting lies, waiting for the clock to heal us 

Take your time, nothingness is something 

And something is nothing 

Take your time, nothingness is something 

And something is nothing and nothing is nothing 

Half of what I say is bliss, the other half is meaningless 

Comfortable lines, waiting for the clock to heal us 

Lost and found but never touched, another beating heart is lost 

Interesting lies, waiting for the clock to heal us 

Half of what I say is bliss, the other half is meaningless 

Comfortable lines, waiting for the clock to heal us 

Lost and found but never touched, another beating heart is lost 

Interesting lies, waiting for the clock to heal us