The Before Times
Take a trip to another destination
Tell yourself that you wanna go
Don't make up excuses, cause
There's no time to wait around
You can't escape the noise
When there's an emptiness inside
When you can't escape the vision
You've got to make a new decision
Between the light, and the darkness
There's a shadow waiting to take you down
You refuse to see the distance left behind you
Don't turn away
Trade a bullet for a vow
Can you shed the skin of your scorn
And leave behind the dying voices
Grieve amidst the trying choices
Cleave unto the raucous chorus
If I could find my way
I would bow and turn away
Leave the noise and fray
And seek to still and stay
Between the light, and the darkness
There's a shadow waiting to take you down
You refuse to see the distance left behind you
Don't turn away
Trade a bullet for a vow
I fully understand
Why the empty grasping man
Longs to find and stand
On the calling quicksand
This is a brand new era
This is the end of an age
All the digital dollars
Free of those digital collars
Between the light, and the darkness
There's a shadow waiting to take you down
You refuse to see the distance left behind you
Don't turn away
Trade a bullet for a vow
Trade a bullet for a vow
Oh trade a bullet for a vow
Trade a bullet for a vow
Tell yourself that you wanna go
Don't make up excuses, cause
There's no time to wait around
You can't escape the noise
When there's an emptiness inside
When you can't escape the vision
You've got to make a new decision
Between the light, and the darkness
There's a shadow waiting to take you down
You refuse to see the distance left behind you
Don't turn away
Trade a bullet for a vow
Can you shed the skin of your scorn
And leave behind the dying voices
Grieve amidst the trying choices
Cleave unto the raucous chorus
If I could find my way
I would bow and turn away
Leave the noise and fray
And seek to still and stay
Between the light, and the darkness
There's a shadow waiting to take you down
You refuse to see the distance left behind you
Don't turn away
Trade a bullet for a vow
I fully understand
Why the empty grasping man
Longs to find and stand
On the calling quicksand
This is a brand new era
This is the end of an age
All the digital dollars
Free of those digital collars
Between the light, and the darkness
There's a shadow waiting to take you down
You refuse to see the distance left behind you
Don't turn away
Trade a bullet for a vow
Trade a bullet for a vow
Oh trade a bullet for a vow
Trade a bullet for a vow
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Writer(s): Garrison Locke
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