Of You
Faded lens and broken scar, feels no compassion
Pale blue car with tales of gold, in the wrong direction
And I stand the prison floor, my thoughts are changing
locked in silence, and I see forever now, there's nothing left of you
Time has crashed again, fading promises remain
and the times that pass have changed, needless conversation makes me crazy
and I can't seem to find that looking glass, of you
When the ages come and go, like sees the passage
the empty threat has poised us all to see the madness
just hand the table flow, his ever hand to guide the soldiers
as I try reason it all, calling out to you
My eyes crashing blank, visons of you have betrayed me
try to pass the mate, knowing if all that's he's missed and hated
and I can't seem to find that looking glass
maybe that's only made to last
when my fingers and thumb start to scatter fade
of you... of you
Time has crashed again, fading promises remain
and the times that pass have changed, needless conversation makes me crazy
and I can't seem to find that looking glass
maybe that's only made to last
when my fingers and thumb start to scatter fade
of you... of you
Pale blue car with tales of gold, in the wrong direction
And I stand the prison floor, my thoughts are changing
locked in silence, and I see forever now, there's nothing left of you
Time has crashed again, fading promises remain
and the times that pass have changed, needless conversation makes me crazy
and I can't seem to find that looking glass, of you
When the ages come and go, like sees the passage
the empty threat has poised us all to see the madness
just hand the table flow, his ever hand to guide the soldiers
as I try reason it all, calling out to you
My eyes crashing blank, visons of you have betrayed me
try to pass the mate, knowing if all that's he's missed and hated
and I can't seem to find that looking glass
maybe that's only made to last
when my fingers and thumb start to scatter fade
of you... of you
Time has crashed again, fading promises remain
and the times that pass have changed, needless conversation makes me crazy
and I can't seem to find that looking glass
maybe that's only made to last
when my fingers and thumb start to scatter fade
of you... of you
Credits
Writer(s): Gordon Vaughn, Trevor Kustiak, Shane Hills, Shad Hills, Andrew Shives
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