On Deaf Ears

Seasons pass, and eloquently at that
The last turn away from what we knew (the storm approaches, now it's you)

My, oh, my, how the hurricane cries at the end of its life
Come on, can you feel it?
My, oh, my, how the hurricane cries at the end of its life
Oh no, oh no

This life together feels apart
The strife neglected in two parts

Wait I can't even see
I can't even feel the ground beneath my feet
The reason I could be is nothing
Spiraling deeper into the winter
Folding into black

Foldback distortion
Abrasive synthesis unbound
There is nothing left to turn around

Holy mountain water drown me
See that the episodes can no longer hurt me

And all the way through the winter
It was snowing me blind
And though the way out isn't clear yet
This will surely be mine
I know we had some unfinished business
I was frozen in time
There is a way through this treacherous storm
We just have to be kind
We just have to be kind

Looking back
The melody of our past
Is just sanguine dear, I have no malice for you
(The winter is at fault, winter is at fault)



Credits
Writer(s): Alan Brucke
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