Kings of No Hope

Time marches over holy ghosts
Locked in our hearts a mellow toast
To a golden age of lows
We can (recant) can't go on
Songs penned in earnest long ago
Find their favor say hello

To the Kings of No Hope
Called The Stereo

We're on a sinking ship of sound
That somehow landed underground
Another box to kick around
The slow rebound

Youth reaching out for dummy ropes
(Keep reachin' yeah keep reachin')
The suits telling lies and selling jokes
Check the angle of the slope
Stand up, fall down, you don't know how
(Don't know how)
So kids listen up, but don't look down
There's a ceiling but no ground

All hail the Kings of No Hope
Down the stairs we roll

And on a sinking ship of sound
That somehow landed underground
The box of rock that sticks around
But can't be found
We can't be found

All hail the Kings of No Hope
We're The Stereo
We're on a sinking ship of sound
That somehow landed underground
The truth we dare not seek
Yet still we sought and found
There's no hope



Credits
Writer(s): Jamie Woolford, Rory Phillips
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