Wickered wishes hold the flames at bay
No water for the martyr? Oh, what a shame
Progress is a litter of delays
Serendipitously... Arranged
Watch embers wither into grey
And the filament fade
Oh, and the filament fade
It is the cause from causing choruses
To erupt in front of stages in the dark
It is the cure between the words
And what we thought we heard as such
Cleverness, and sleight of tongue
Ordinarily, we’d find a better fit
And organize the messages’ intent
With words and scenes insinuations
Emotional manipulation, throughout
For no good reason, I’d deceive you all
Just to get the point across
And I have been a hypocrite
And I am certain I have lied!
And I have been to nothingness
And barely bothered to survive!
I laughed when your levee broke, too
Shed tears when nobody rose to say
It’s just a ride!
Wearing the weight of the words we never spoke of
Turning the weathered sign to read their bones
The trap that was set was flawed, at best
The trap that was set was flawed
Programmed to make ghosts of all of us
Oh, time
Gathering us with open arms
To feed these hungry birds of war!
Splitting the line between two sides
But I am neither one!
Usher the wind, blown into silos, dead
Treated like cattle, we’ll listen for what’s next
Secretly, we’ll take its pulse, dropping from the eaves
Tourniquet the pace as the rhythm bleeds
Oh, time
Flattering us to see ourselves
As something more than we define
Where does it leave us when we cry?
It’s not any skin of mine!
Only locked in these days, as our wonder dissipates
How did we wait so long to call out!?
Hello?
Don’t you know we know you know?
Don’t you know?
You were brave, with a free-talking mind
And a voice that is still a-cry for life!
And no matter what we want, we want to be loved!
Yes, we were here – we were afraid!
We paid them for the right to commit our own ego’s suicide
But I believe it’s just a ride!
