We stand and fall apart like houses made from broken glass We stand and fall apart With emptiness in our hearts So am I dreaming? This feels like home Im merely breathing, through iron lungs Im at the brink tonight, you drag me back The ground beneath my feet, it holds me fast And as it eats away, and as it burrows down We stand and fall apart, like houses made from broken glass We stand and fall apart, with emptiness in our hearts And our futures in stone, Oh God send me home No futures in stone, Oh God send me home A promise of flood lights, escape from the pen So please keep your eyes open Ill die for my art Reserve what I love So we have a choice we can write our own ends Historys not written by those who sleep See the trees through the forest, Ill cut them all down Oh God please forgive me, it tears me apart.
Posted on: Tue, 29 Oct 2013 18:37:11 +0000
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