Static Rhythm

Run
Don't even think
Just move, just run fast
Don't ever look back
It's not there
It's all gone
Leveled to the ground
Your home town
It never existed
It's a myth, it's a cartoon
A fairytale written inside your mind's eye
It's a lie
Told to children before they sleep at night
To keep them in line
As though they're inclined
To hurt you otherwise
Stop
I promise you've run as far as you can
It's time to lay down and rest your weary head
The earth invites you
It's warm, it's forlorn
The fire inside you, I can feel it dying
Few if any could reignite the flame
Kickstart a dead star
Excite the light again
The fight can never end
Until you've given in
But that's not how it goes
We march from within
With sins upon sins
And life beyond men
For those we defend
A voice beyond them
It's not enough just to pretend
That the end is just the end
Because every time that the end ends
A new beginning will begin again

Waves that move in you
Bitter and abused
Lost beneath the sun
Hopelessly confused
Loose from her the earth
Lifeless and inert
We march
We fight
Into the night

I can see it from the bottom of this well
The dust, the bombshells
The heart will never tell
When he did it, did they rush to his cell
They stood and watched him
Democracy fell with children's laughter
Newborn disaster
The trees we cut down to burn them faster
The limbs collected
To build a shrine to a dead man
Who begs us to call him master
The bastard
Starring at the sky
Looking for a body
Well I wonder when he died
Even though the maggots wanna crawl in through his eyes
Straight into his brain
They'll never get his mind
He's lucid, he's dreaming but he's in control
Now that he knows that he's still got his soul
He may be filthy, he crawled through a river of dirt
But sometimes you must shatter the mold
(Is that so wrong)

Waves that move in you
Bitter and abused
Lost beneath the sun
Hopelessly confused
Loose from her the earth
Lifeless and inert
We march
We fight
Into the night

A funeral for the ceiling
Umbrellas to the sky
I've got this strange feeling
That tonight is not the night
A funeral for the ceiling
Umbrellas to the sky
I get this strange feeling
That tonight is not the night



Credits
Writer(s): Nicholas Lawrence Norton
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