Party Line

Our past is ever shifting and unknown
Our future is set in stone
Cloaked in fog, our history a shroud that hangs as a stratus cloud
Start with our answer
Work our way backwards
Yesterday's mist parts like curtains
And tomorrow is in our hands
Isn't it a miracle?
Every story, every line
Fit so neatly in our paradigm
Motives lost in smoke, it's hard to trust
You can't throw your friends far enough
We'll restore order to your life
If you'll pay our price (our price)
Weathered faces lay awake at night
Preparing their alibis
A length of plank is what awaits us all
How long do you wish to walk?
Beg for directions, no further questions
Forgot you used to know your own way there
It costs you too much to care
You could be so cynical
Challenging the party line
But we can cut you out or wear you down
If you give us time
Motives lost in smoke, it's hard to trust
You can't throw your friends far enough
We'll restore order to your life
If you'll pay our price (our price)

We hear each whispered slip of the mind
No secret's safe enough to confide
So promise me, promise me
You'll always be, always be kind
We hear each whispered slip of the mind
No secret's safe enough to confide
So promise me, promise me
You'll always be, always be kind
We hear each whispered slip of the mind
No secret's safe enough to confide
So promise me, promise me
You'll always be, always be kind
Motives lost in smoke, it's hard to trust
You can't throw your friends far enough
We'll restore order to your life
It'll be just fine (just fine)

We'll restore order to your life
If you'll pay our price (our price)
(A person who is demoralised
Is unable to assess true information
The facts tell him nothing
Even if I shower him with information
With authentic proof, with documents and pictures
He will refuse to believe it)



Credits
Writer(s): Andrew Harding
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