Alienation
Our secrets, you hid so well
A time capsule, the future will not find
And in the belly of a catacomb
A fuselage the future will not hide
Swallowed by his pride
It's like a mobile phone
That can't phone home
It's an endless ringing
And it's a silent drone
It is a passenger, a messenger
It's hectic and hysterical inside
They throw away our nation's pride and caution to the wind
Like bank notes in the bin
Like bank notes in the bin
So make angels in the snow, love a little more
Live with no regrets, for everything you do
Because although the lights are on
There is no one home
And everything you are, everything you were
Everything you've been's not everything you'll be
You tell me I'm a grain of sand
In an hour glass
So throw me a land line
This is more like a land mine
Just one crossed wire
You'll blow the floor beneath our feet and the houses of
The million civilians
Prepacked with indifference inside
They throw away our nation's pride and caution to the wind
Like bank notes in the bin
Like bank notes in the bin
So make angels in the snow, love a little more
Live with no regrets, for everything you do
Because although the lights are on
There is no one home
And everything you are, everything you were
Everything you've been's not everything you'll be
We're really all the stars that burst
In the universe
Of our alienation
Well we're such a long way from home
Let's dance in this universe unknown
So make angels in the snow, love a little more
Live with no regrets, for everything you do
Because although the lights are on
There is no one home
And everything you are, everything you were
Everything you've been's not everything you'll be
We're really all the stars that burst
In the universe
Of our alienation
Of our alienation
So make angels in the snow, love a little more
Live with no regrets, for everything you do
Because although the lights are on
There is no one home
And everything you are, everything you were
Everything you've been's not everything you'll be
We're really all the stars that burst
In the universe
Of our alienation
A time capsule, the future will not find
And in the belly of a catacomb
A fuselage the future will not hide
Swallowed by his pride
It's like a mobile phone
That can't phone home
It's an endless ringing
And it's a silent drone
It is a passenger, a messenger
It's hectic and hysterical inside
They throw away our nation's pride and caution to the wind
Like bank notes in the bin
Like bank notes in the bin
So make angels in the snow, love a little more
Live with no regrets, for everything you do
Because although the lights are on
There is no one home
And everything you are, everything you were
Everything you've been's not everything you'll be
You tell me I'm a grain of sand
In an hour glass
So throw me a land line
This is more like a land mine
Just one crossed wire
You'll blow the floor beneath our feet and the houses of
The million civilians
Prepacked with indifference inside
They throw away our nation's pride and caution to the wind
Like bank notes in the bin
Like bank notes in the bin
So make angels in the snow, love a little more
Live with no regrets, for everything you do
Because although the lights are on
There is no one home
And everything you are, everything you were
Everything you've been's not everything you'll be
We're really all the stars that burst
In the universe
Of our alienation
Well we're such a long way from home
Let's dance in this universe unknown
So make angels in the snow, love a little more
Live with no regrets, for everything you do
Because although the lights are on
There is no one home
And everything you are, everything you were
Everything you've been's not everything you'll be
We're really all the stars that burst
In the universe
Of our alienation
Of our alienation
So make angels in the snow, love a little more
Live with no regrets, for everything you do
Because although the lights are on
There is no one home
And everything you are, everything you were
Everything you've been's not everything you'll be
We're really all the stars that burst
In the universe
Of our alienation
Credits
Writer(s): Benjamin Giddings, Phil Titus, Chad Thomas, Stephen Sparrow, Andrew Hayes
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