So Strange I Remember You
So strange I remember you in protest of a prayer,
And falling back from seas we fear to sail
I swear I saw the shooter, gold teeth and a double dare,
Postmodern warnings seem inclined to fail,
Feigning an apology.
Those words they never left your lips,
Those 5 years in Bermuda slide by like the lights of passing ships,
So strange that I remember you,
Knee deep in Nietzsche's lies
My throat was an open grave I drank your stained glass eyes
And they taste like dead cathedrals
That are crumbling beneath a weight ten thousand jaded tourists
Who've traded in their hearts and hands for
Disposable cameras, set to document decay
Set to capture just enough of life to catalog the things we throw
Away
Breathing the fumes of our machines
We've lost our way
Breathing through television dreams
If we could only see us now
If we could only see us now
The words of the dead ring in our ears
But its only a lie
The voice in your head brings you to tears
But you don't know why
The words of the dead ring in our ears
But its only a lie
The voice in your head brings you to tears
But its only a lie,
Yes its only a lie,
...isn't it?
And falling back from seas we fear to sail
I swear I saw the shooter, gold teeth and a double dare,
Postmodern warnings seem inclined to fail,
Feigning an apology.
Those words they never left your lips,
Those 5 years in Bermuda slide by like the lights of passing ships,
So strange that I remember you,
Knee deep in Nietzsche's lies
My throat was an open grave I drank your stained glass eyes
And they taste like dead cathedrals
That are crumbling beneath a weight ten thousand jaded tourists
Who've traded in their hearts and hands for
Disposable cameras, set to document decay
Set to capture just enough of life to catalog the things we throw
Away
Breathing the fumes of our machines
We've lost our way
Breathing through television dreams
If we could only see us now
If we could only see us now
The words of the dead ring in our ears
But its only a lie
The voice in your head brings you to tears
But you don't know why
The words of the dead ring in our ears
But its only a lie
The voice in your head brings you to tears
But its only a lie,
Yes its only a lie,
...isn't it?
Credits
Writer(s): Dustin Michael Kensrue, Edward Carrington Breckenridge, Teppei Teranishi, James Riley Breckenridge
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Other Album Tracks
Altri album
- The Artist in the Ambulance - Revisited
- Summer Set Fire to the Rain (Acoustic) - Single
- Summer Set Fire To The Rain (Acoustic)
- Open Your Eyes and Dream - Single
- Dead Wake / Scavengers (Acoustic) - Single
- Horizons / East
- Summer Set Fire to the Rain
- Robot Soft Exorcism
- Scavengers
- Palms (Acoustic Sessions For Octane)
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