Album: I Believe, Help My Unbelief
Close your eyes they've all turned into fire. My greedy hands are reaching out, holding on for something more. Left to my shelter hiding my face from the liar. I cross the line in the sand I drew myself. If it's you in the air why can't I see? This is the place where you should be. Separated from earth, I stand here blooming in reverse. Separated from the earth, I watch it fall apart again. Separated from the earth, I stand here blooming in reverse. Separated from the earth my convictions are dead. I've seen the eyes, seen the eyes of the liar. My confession is that they still belong to me. Vindicated by the eyes, by the eyes of the quiet. Have I lived beyond my means again? If it's you in the air why can't I see? This is the place where you should be. I am the barricade standing in my own way. I am the end of the path getting caught in my trap. I am the fake. I am the fiend. I am the king of false humility. Have I been cut off? Is this all undone? Have I gone too far to find my way back home? Are the lights turned off? Would guide me back? And if I make it alive will there be anything left? I know this is all, all my fault but I can't help point at you, shift the blame. I'm reaching for the rope with empty hands and calloused skin. I'm finding out, I can't consume; can't contain. I poured it out from where I used to be. I poured it out from where I used to be. I poured it out; I poured it out. I need to breathe, I need to breathe, I need you to fill these lungs. I need to hear you speak. Do you even have a voice? Speak, let the earth melt. Speak, fill this vessel once again.
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