On the way back to your home. were you strong?. did they push you back somehow?. On the way back to your home. were they wrong?. did they let you fall back down?.
Stuck on a feeling. I'm high on believing. That you've come back again. This Indian summer. A snowfall in June. Show up uninvited. I'm leaving with you soon.
My name is silence. I live within. One taste of violence. One taste of skin. . It could be none. It could be none other. It could be none. It could be none other.
Your wings are gold. Useless but you know they make you better somehow. But you know that youd trade all the wealth that youve made if it meant that you could sore. The shackles you bear wont last forever, stand in the rain they soon will weather, struggle enough and they will surely break away. If you say Im dreaming think again cause Im more real than you have ever been. Im more than this I know Ill find a way just watch.
Break yourself. Down again. This is your only ploy. to make it up. You come back around. Now you will only. . Break my bones. then come back again. It's overexposure.
Somethings wrong cause I can see it in your eyes and after all these years of lies I dont need this. So tell the truth cause I am sick of this disguise, you hide behind this mask of cries and Im not leaving you..
Many times Ive tried to find the answer, to find a place where I can save you.. Like barricaded doors, your bitter thoughts are caged just like before this all was taken..
Take me only as I am. And don't regret it. Face this fast approaching fall. With eyes wide open. See me. If only when you're dreaming. Inside I am screaming,.
Did you think it was over. Before it could even begin. Did you think that I held you. For too long. And wore my welcome thin. Did you know I was watching.
And now Im stronger than the sun, Im shining bright but outdone, worshiped but although Im burning worlds keep turning round. You stare at me in awe, though you dont know what for cause staring means your eyes are wearing out..
I can't destroy myself. For things set upon the shelf, or. Those days when you played the whore. You're waging a war you can't win. . You die. Inside.
On the way back to your home. Were you strong. Did they push you back somehow. On the way back to your home. Were they wrong. Did they let you fall back down.
Whats this Im holding out for someone to show me how to feel.. Im lost with this but Im sure a better world outside exists. So Im calling just to be the same again and I know it might just seem the same again. The struggle gets the best of me..
You come through for me. and you swallow truth for me. Now we wait for. You, to define. What I found to be real. Did you really think you knew me?. You hang the noose I see.
I'm not not leaving.... I'm not not leaving.... . It's been far too long to start walking back down this road. And we've tried too hard to just give up trying and go.
CHORUS. Follow follow. Will you be the one to take my hand. Follow follow. I know that you are more than in demand. Follow follow. Will you be the one to set me free.
I think Ive been here before but I dont recognise the sky, the ground the noises, peoples stares and trading voices. The pictures in my head are fading, the colours of this place degrading, now Im lost again in the ruins of my mind..
Take this all away. Spread my wings and fly. Watch my world decay, now I see so clearly. The fear you have inside is relief inside my mind. Ive broken from these prison gates, redemptions on my side..
It's just another day. There's things you should have done. You grab the things you need. Your keys, your cash, your gun. It's too late,you've published you position now.
Hey well, I'm the friendly stranger in the black sedan. Won't you hop inside my car. I got pictures, got candy, I'm a lovable man. And I can take you to the nearest star.