Empire
Mother hugs like morphine
We learned to find her in
The chemicals
As she runs through your mind
(As she runs through your mind)
And your restless soul
The lamps burning low on kerosene
I watched the dresden clock chase the vertigo
Pulling down in the mire
To restrain your bones
So tell me one good thing
That's not a matter of time
I didn't ask for your council
Now your wasting mine
Tell me one good thing
Still left of the line
I'd sink straight to the call
Cursed every empire
Destined to fall
Mother hugs like morphine
Against the garden gate
Soaked in creosote
Shakes by the fire
(Still she shakes by the fire)
As to whisper some truth
Seems there's no other thing
To drown the things that I've seen
My brother thinks I'm just cynical
But I live by the wire
As a slave to the muse
Tell me one good thing
That's not a matter of time
I didn't ask for your council
Now your wasting mine
Tell me one good thing
Still left of the line
I'd sink straight to the call
Cursed every empire
Destined to fall
Tell me one good thing
Still left of the line
I'd sink straight to the call
Cursed every empire
Destined to fall
We learned to find her in
The chemicals
As she runs through your mind
(As she runs through your mind)
And your restless soul
The lamps burning low on kerosene
I watched the dresden clock chase the vertigo
Pulling down in the mire
To restrain your bones
So tell me one good thing
That's not a matter of time
I didn't ask for your council
Now your wasting mine
Tell me one good thing
Still left of the line
I'd sink straight to the call
Cursed every empire
Destined to fall
Mother hugs like morphine
Against the garden gate
Soaked in creosote
Shakes by the fire
(Still she shakes by the fire)
As to whisper some truth
Seems there's no other thing
To drown the things that I've seen
My brother thinks I'm just cynical
But I live by the wire
As a slave to the muse
Tell me one good thing
That's not a matter of time
I didn't ask for your council
Now your wasting mine
Tell me one good thing
Still left of the line
I'd sink straight to the call
Cursed every empire
Destined to fall
Tell me one good thing
Still left of the line
I'd sink straight to the call
Cursed every empire
Destined to fall
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Writer(s): Max Sherwood
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